Dead dreams Live Dreams

Today my dream seems set to rust Think it’s past it, reduced to dust Gossamer threads colour my day Looking at a horizon layered in grey Sure the dark is pulling me in. Hold my dreams, in my hand  Sifting their hues, there’s  a bright strand Hold that strand towards the light Twinkling green, then… Continue reading Dead dreams Live Dreams

Tender moments

Tender moments alone together Never looking back in anger, for the future looks bright  Delicate touches of the hand  Emitting a smile as the night draws in Remembering the times we’ve shared Negative moments the rarest of all  Excitement grows at the dawn of each day Softness in abundance, as great as the sun  Spontaneous… Continue reading Tender moments

The simple life

Rushing, rushing Frenetically hustling Life is busy, full of strife Is there a thing called the simple life? Bustling, hustling  Ever tussling I need space,to slow my pace, To listen, to stop, to rate the rat race. Rushing, rushing Frenetically hustling No time to savour , just to survive Is there a thing called the… Continue reading The simple life