The air feels heavy with foreboding as colour leaches out of the daylight greyness turns coppery and progresses to near darkness Lightening flares and strobes across the sky as thunder rolls like cannonades the jagged spears tear open the sky the world is phosophorus illuminated then fades back to near darkness The storm… Continue reading Riding the Storm
Category: life
Memories
A Haibun – Japenese form that includes a prose poem and a Haiku. Time stood still as You walked into the water spangled mist Memories washed over me The sound of your voice Your smile that special look Drowned by the sound of roaring water Pain intensified Overhead swooping bird Steals happiness drops sadness Memories… Continue reading Memories
Seasons
As we walk life’s tortuous paths we encounter seasons as life rolls past Spring, Summer, Autumn, Winter pass with certitude a familiar refrain weather patterns change to unexpected patterns less no snow more rain making the season harder to explain As we walk life’s tortuous paths our lives are like seasons Winter may seem to… Continue reading Seasons
Padlocked Love.
Padlocked Love So many padlocks Locked with so much love Each locked compartment Bursting at the seams Once upon a time the symbol of fidelity Lovers clipped them to a rail Threw away the key Thousands of padlocks Sitting in a row A sign of relationships Waiting time to grow Years pass by and the… Continue reading Padlocked Love.
My home
Inside my bag are packed the things that fill my heart with joy the faded, threadbare shawl that whispers a tinplate soldier toy. Inside my bag wrapped well in cloth a tiny mirror fragment immortalised inside that glass the ghosts of those I love Some memories are intransigent Inside my bag stowed very safe two… Continue reading My home
The Line
A SYMETRELLE This is the line do not cross Don’t refuse to talk that’s dumb unjust Don’t Lash out – it will only breed mistrust In relationships lose the moral high ground Chose your reactions wisely, they need to be sound Your drivers your beliefs turn judgements round Try to think, not just react choices… Continue reading The Line
Escape
Escape I shut out the dark cloud of words. circling like birds above my head reverberating penetrating piercing like swords, injury by harsh sounds cruel intent … Continue reading Escape
Idle Dream
An Ottava Rima second stanza added a,b,a,b,a,b,c,c Those moments that I have, for idle dream, Are not spent, in the pasts celestial halls might …have … been, won’t change for all I scheme it just means locked doors and closing walls dream future new, or lose my self esteem condemn myself to run the wheel,… Continue reading Idle Dream
Museum of the mind
Frozen in time, behind windows of glass in the museum of the mind Events from the past But how clean are those windows? From the thoughts we revive When we dredge deep, in minds’ recesses for treasures or lines Have some of the mirrors become distorted,begrimed As we struggle to focus, to keep them alive.… Continue reading Museum of the mind
Fate
Fate Planning a journey my heart races chance to explore unknown places in this world of exciting spaces how to choose, stick a pin that could mean lose or win wish- list checked word by word cut it down by a third I travel far with little fear leave it to fate, or stay near… Continue reading Fate
Converging Lives. Sounds, Silence and Imagery 