From a distance
I watched them all
melding into a pool of depression
layers of drab browns and grey
cloaked
wrapped and re wrapped
people brave enough to be outside
thick air—
lined your throat and nose
grey plumes waved lazily from the sky
chimneys smoked—
fires burned
it was mid July
My private thoughts, odes and bits of inspiration. I hope you take the time and enjoy reading them.
Thursday, 6 September 2012
Two times over
It was mid July
fires burned
chimneys smoked
grey plumes waved lazily from the sky—
thick air lined your throat and nose
people brave enough to be outside
cloaked
wrapped and re wrapped
layers of drab browns and grey
melding into a pool of depression—
I watched them all
from a distance
fires burned
chimneys smoked
grey plumes waved lazily from the sky—
thick air lined your throat and nose
people brave enough to be outside
cloaked
wrapped and re wrapped
layers of drab browns and grey
melding into a pool of depression—
I watched them all
from a distance
Tuesday, 4 September 2012
It's all about them
Clock tower
but time stands still—on
an insignificant hour
and the world continues to pass by
unaware—
men in suits, sleek mobile languidly held to the ear
talking to a dealer about which car best suits him
while at home—
someone waits
her dreams cast aside so long ago
she doesn't even recognise the person
who stares back in the reflection of the window
she's just cleaned
her days spent in mndane
ordinary mind numbing
nothingness—
until
that time
kids get home and ask her
what's for snack,
for dinner—
not even a how was your day?
And her favourite,
why can't you get a real job—
clock tower stands still
when you have nowhere you need to be
but time stands still—on
an insignificant hour
and the world continues to pass by
unaware—
men in suits, sleek mobile languidly held to the ear
talking to a dealer about which car best suits him
while at home—
someone waits
her dreams cast aside so long ago
she doesn't even recognise the person
who stares back in the reflection of the window
she's just cleaned
her days spent in mndane
ordinary mind numbing
nothingness—
until
that time
kids get home and ask her
what's for snack,
for dinner—
not even a how was your day?
And her favourite,
why can't you get a real job—
clock tower stands still
when you have nowhere you need to be
Pious heart
In-between remembering and forgetting
the differences in life and death
metaphorically
not physically
I took a gamble on something
that I never thought I would
reluctant to take the first step
hesitant to take the second
I succumbed with the third
Oh—joy
my eyes opened
heart sang
why had I shielded my destiny
beneath fruitless
insignificant blether
privy to something great
nightingales sang in my honour
a crown of babies'-breathe and daisies
lined my head—
joyous love
laughter
how much had I missed
the differences in life and death
metaphorically
not physically
I took a gamble on something
that I never thought I would
reluctant to take the first step
hesitant to take the second
I succumbed with the third
Oh—joy
my eyes opened
heart sang
why had I shielded my destiny
beneath fruitless
insignificant blether
privy to something great
nightingales sang in my honour
a crown of babies'-breathe and daisies
lined my head—
joyous love
laughter
how much had I missed
Thursday, 30 August 2012
I've seen
I've seen places
that I've only dreamed
and realised their beauty
felt their love
and known what they meant to those that were
before them
before me
I've seen wonders
that have left me breathless
and through living
I've found me
a person I thought I'd lost
and rediscovered
hiding beneath all the layers
I've seen pain
that I wish never to see again
gut wrenching
heart bleeding
senseless
debilitating pain
that leaves a hollow shell
I've seen it all
that I've only dreamed
and realised their beauty
felt their love
and known what they meant to those that were
before them
before me
I've seen wonders
that have left me breathless
and through living
I've found me
a person I thought I'd lost
and rediscovered
hiding beneath all the layers
I've seen pain
that I wish never to see again
gut wrenching
heart bleeding
senseless
debilitating pain
that leaves a hollow shell
I've seen it all
Wednesday, 29 August 2012
This is Life
Ah life
when you were ready for me
what was I doing
sitting in the dark
thinking this was it
it wasn't all about me
I swore that part was true
you knocked—
not once
or twice
you were insistent
that I answer you
and when I put my hands over my ears
to block you out
block everything out
you sat behind my door
through the night
and into the next morning
you weren't going to leave
until I answered—
did I
this is life
I did.
when you were ready for me
what was I doing
sitting in the dark
thinking this was it
it wasn't all about me
I swore that part was true
you knocked—
not once
or twice
you were insistent
that I answer you
and when I put my hands over my ears
to block you out
block everything out
you sat behind my door
through the night
and into the next morning
you weren't going to leave
until I answered—
did I
this is life
I did.
Love, in bundles
I took the chance
a gamble
on life—
expected nothing
everything else was a bonus
love
in bundles
exceeding my expectations
took me to a higher place
death
the cloud
that hovered
came one sunny day—
left me weak
defeated
and lost
birth of something
bigger than you
and me
and all of us put together
came on a day
that was yet to be determined
but it was there
cause I took the chance.
a gamble
on life—
expected nothing
everything else was a bonus
love
in bundles
exceeding my expectations
took me to a higher place
death
the cloud
that hovered
came one sunny day—
left me weak
defeated
and lost
birth of something
bigger than you
and me
and all of us put together
came on a day
that was yet to be determined
but it was there
cause I took the chance.
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