An itch to write

Some talk
Some laugh
Some cry

Few fly high
Some swim deep
They seep through the land

A treasure cove
They all desire
Moments of glimmer
They all hope

Some find
Some pretend
Some try
Some just write…

blacK cats & dark Rum

Illusions separate us

Entwined by miracles set free

We live by the magic set within

Its black cats and voodoo days around!


Mist to our eyes

Cold to our thoughts

Who is the magician

& where is his hat


We dance to his rhythm

Its music to our black dark ways

Staying still till time sets it all up

And its black cats and voodoo days around!


Sworn to intentions

Freed by actions

The magician rages his wand

And wages dark wars aboard


Its black cats and voodoo days around!

Waging his dark wand

Its black cats and voodoo days around!


Lets be ourselves

No one is sane...Lets be free

Lets befit this existence

Go insane...

Its black cats and voodoo days around!