He senses darkness, Won’t go away, The black dog no-one sees. He senses darkness, Ever present, The grey cloud, on his knees. He senses darkness, With him only, Talking as he walks. He senses darkness, The black dog barks, In the road there is a fork. He senses darkness, It frustrates him, No matter which … Continue reading black dog
Butterfly in shimmering light, Garden blooming in new season. Kookaburra, sitting, soulful - Poignant is the far horizon. Orchid flowers, life awakens, The day grows ever longer. Shadows present, Sunshine alightens, Prodigious is her effort, action. Human in kind, Love we find In simple, pleasant things. Far horizon, ever closer, Droplets they descend. Life, we wish … Continue reading far horizon
A hand reached out in time of need, Like rain in time of drought. Fingers interlaced, accede, Like a bud that blooms from planted seed. A hand reached out, come what may, Empathy one need not borrow. Transfixed, like hand in glove, to stay, Ne'er for this love, in time, away. A hand reached out, no … Continue reading true love
The World reached out its hands to Accept those of less fortune in it. The bridge provided passage to Cater for the huddled masses. They came from far, They came from wide, To beat the rising tide. With humility and honour Climbing the mountain, side by side. A borrower nor a lender be Espouse belief … Continue reading side by side
The Fire Chief relaxed As he sat down in his chair He’d just come home from watching his son play soccer "I can't believe it," he cried aloud, with a touch of flair "My bloody son has had another shocker." “That boy,” he said, “I trained him, Took him up the park To play, and kick, … Continue reading the Fire Chief…
Freedom stood upon the mountain top, to view the rising sun, That day he felt happy walking tall and straight. The sun brought warmth to the travails of His fight, A fight He'd surely ne'er for granted take. Freedom looked down toward the villagers. Within their village many roamed carefree. But unlike Freedom, they were unaware What they … Continue reading freedom
Oh ye of little faith Where has hope gone? A smile doth be lost Now only wan. Is that all ye can stir This full, bright day? There must be more whence it came To satisfy one's love, come what may. For without belief one's hope is lost for good Forever, now one's faith be … Continue reading Oh ye
We remember the past, Live through the present And wonder about the future. Life's been full of challenges We've settled for what's expected, Whilst we hope our future brings belief In special things, reflected. The wonders of a world unknown, The emotion of a feeling grown, The excitement of achievement sown. These are but some … Continue reading tomorrow…
What do we see through the eyes of man? The sun shining bright on a summer’s day Or the dark grey storm-clouds of winter? What do we see through the eyes of man? The beauty of youth in a red dress Or the empathy of ageing in a wheelchair? What do we see through the … Continue reading the eyes of man
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