To smell the rose

She was walking down the parklands (an esplanade beside the water) With the joy of boundless children playing freely in the park The water breeze was slowing – (though not the joy from sunshine dancing) The far horizon (it drew nearer) as she stopped to smell the rose

Dread

He was sitting on the sofa watching football when she entered standing right beside him in a sundress and high heels She waved her wan goodbyes leaving just her own reflection - the reflection of a fetching woman in the bosom of his mind He sat there blankly staring at the nothingness beside him as … Continue reading Dread

Nascent

How could it be that talent lost to us in moments of such thoughtlessness beseeched How could it be that we, as humankind naysayers all – yet all of nascent kind Turn one’s head until the dark cloud passes in brightest sky alone is when we shine Forget one’s stance against ignominy and bile and … Continue reading Nascent

Emily

I once saw fame – And put it in a drawer Needless be that Infamy stood over me He stayed there ‘til I’d well surpassed my mortal self And watched with hindsight As it was unwrapped With the pencil of a poet The letters made the words That made the poems That made me Yet … Continue reading Emily