waking – bernard barnes . artist . writer

early morning

wake with the world this time letting the morning be forever the whisper of twilight’s a rumour on the sweet delight of day what treasures in store waiting to be found by happy eyes everyday’s a gift for me and every waking a blessing rising with the sun

dreaming again

I was the size of an insect, wandering through a field of grass hiding from beetles and roaches I met alone the path and when it started to rain, I found a bit of shade underneath a mushroom cap and there I laid my bed – on pollen, put my head waiting for the starsContinue reading “dreaming again”