The man looked in the mirror - It broke upon his glare He reached out and felt the shattered, scattered glass Bleeding heavily a hand touched his face And his glare revealed a stain That would not wash The hand was that of past tense Bearing its soul and mind Upon eternal now... But then … Continue reading the bloodstain
There's a virus - they call it Corona It creates panic all the world over The shelves - they are bare No toilet paper to spare So we wipe our bum on whatever's left over
Visiting the supermarket this weekend I saw shelves with little or no toilet paper. The supermarket usually only re-fills their shelves overnight but today they were hard at it, putting as much toilet paper on the shelves as they could to replace the many bundles walking out the door. I should have taken a photo. … Continue reading Come Visit Australia
Solitude a leaf of gold - Company it's art - A picture frame of nature born to mould.
The muddied ball - An outburst borne - The grass becomes a lake
Nature spins the wheel of life Darkness breeds the sun Touch the joy abounding
the stairs were shallow the steps were lean (one - and then another) the mind (a-racing) - thoughts redeemed (will we be brought asunder) whilst avenues and highways close and floods impart affect under water - voices heard on high they doth reflect build a bridge - the water pump saves pathways from decline take … Continue reading worldly view
Whenever love Runs amok A thought-provoking Tune Comes to mind Under the sun That blends Into the moon
In this small world where we reside we keep our hopes and dreams alive Those past reach for what we strived laughing loudly where before we cried Our spirit serves - our chance foretold by the new age born to those of old Yet once old (italicised) one’s a number – bygone - wise Should … Continue reading small world
Fabrication fights the day One caught within their tall depleted Be thought not to cast aside The feelings brought by one’s desire In all one says one sees the light That senses life once soul has flown And all that’s left is cast aside To burn in embers raising fire Ask not what was or … Continue reading Better times
