im as helpless
and hopeless
as the feather
on the river
that runs through
my childhood
that can't
make it to
the other side
As my light becomes dark
I intertwine my words and vision into woven light
Friday, March 22, 2013
don't disappoint
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Platform Three
screaming announcements
of another cancelled train
and I stand in the harsh sun
feeling my thoughts begin to boil
two teenage boys
with pungent body odour eating McDonalds
bounce around an old man who is all arms legs and wrinkly fingers crossed
he watches a cranky baby
with a messy sticky face
wriggling in her pusher
and I close my eyes
feeling my salty tears
flood my being
drowning me in the muck and stench
of this endless summers heat
Monday, March 11, 2013
MY GIFT
My heart is open
And all I was, is shown
The ripple of doubt
Flows in and out of my shore
Dampening the sands of self
The dreams seep into my mind
As the sun and moon cross paths
The notes of my tune
Empty from my mouth
Like a hollow strumming noise
My offering
Is given up
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