The touch of a handA warm embraceThe scent of the manHis aging faceEyes that glintA smile so wideThe look of happinessConcealing pain insideStoic in stanceLearned so long agoBe upright and brightHe was told to showProper around ladiesIs how he actsNot a swear word passesWith his dad, this was a pactCourteous …
Fractured. Splintered. Broken.Messed up. Lost. Loss. Grief. Messed up. Unhappiness. Hurt. Pain. Messed up. Turmoil. Tragedy. Aching. Messed up. Longing. Seeking. Harm. Messed up. Conflict. Lying. False. Messed up. Chaos. Consuming. Gloom.Messed up. Life today. Messed up. Image by cafepampas @ Pixabay
Soft, delicate, gentleColourful, light, beautifulNot always this way”Tis forever nowDarkness, hidden, cocoonedSwathed in restrictionWhat was, will be no moreTransformation at playChanges are aboundingThrough its entire beingThe old to be discardedAs the new is formingBlack is the darknessConsuming its very soulTime is passingGone will be the oldA flex is feltThe shift …
Pink-grey brushstrokes just above the horizonPalest of blue blending to the lightest of grey above Black speckles darting across the sky Landing on branches rising and falling with the breeze Orange-pink crawls across the horizon Holding little promise of any warmth All that is silhouetted against the ever-changing backdrop Dances …
Shift in time A shift is coming; it is felt in the air A shift is coming; some time, some place, somewhere Sounds of optimism spread by the birds shrill It is coming, that shift; one day for sure, it will Sunshine’s cloak of positivity soaks into all it reaches …
Silent screams coming from within What is wrong asks the keen observer? My reply is ‘Where do I begin?’ Just a little thing that is all it was Another one on top of the others That caused all my thoughts to be in a buzz Don’t sweat the …
So very small and tiny Such a precise little one A lifetime ahead of you If only it had begun You did your absolute best To become a special little one Fate had a different plan You wouldn’t get to meet your mum The pangs of anguish …
The shadowy stealth figure Saunders about in wait Ready to seize any moment of doubt Preying indiscriminately, even on a mate It has no boundaries containing it So free it roams, a-stalking Considering who its next victim will be Seeking those who hold it in, not talking …
Oh the bizarre, always arising Giving cause for wonderment What makes one think or do that Will it be to their own detriment Am I the odd one, perplexed by this Finding it a strange way to be Perhaps they are not unusual And the unusual is in …
Darkness falls over the day Blanketing the sky Sun beams gone to bed Moon yet to be high Coolness in the air Dew touches the earth Warmth sought after Gather around the hearth Aromas wafting through Filling the house Hearty meal at the ready Salivating hungry mouths …
