in the darkness at night there’s a movie in the sky
it’s always too good it’ll make you cry
as your life in trains and rooms go by.
Sometimes you’re in a train in the afternoon passing by
and the sea is so beautiful it’ll make you cry
and at night the stars come out to dance
and the moon climbs high.
Sometimes you’re at home all high and dry
and you’re doing some work by and by
and you see the birds fly slowly in the sky
and you look and look and quietly sigh.
Sometimes you’re at home sleeping at five
and you go sliding down your bed into the sea
and you wake up with the sound of your own cry.
Sometimes you’re on the street walking when you almost fly
and sometimes you’re bewildered that everything is a lie
hold your breath for a while that it might pass by.
Sometimes it’s best not to pry
and let things quietly lie
Sometimes it’s too much my oh my!
The above poem is from my third book The Branches (2015).