Night closes in helicopter flight crosses my skies No lights on the ground Not my thing Low as he goes Creating wind, noise and vibration Here i am in the cold The elegant elephants Hang neatly on the wall Lined up like soldiers In purple green and pink howling wind stole his hat Rain piercing my skin like needles the elephant's stare like ghosts The star's like glitter scattered accross the sky The palm trees like golf umbrellas blowing inside out The wind rages like the gods are mad 10°C and dropping at 9pm The Buddha's sit still in every room My place is right here right now I'm exactly where I am meant to be In time and space… In this space we call life I find peace in the space I call home.
Lynn Reeves aka nova christeen
Is 48 yr old grandmother
Who has two legendary sons
I have two hobbies crochet and diamond dots and I’m an artist who also works for the big issue I also attend a gym every day which is a new adventure for me
And I’m honoured to be published with
Philip Hall and the burrow crew again