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
Man - he stood alone and stooped Assistance offered by another man’s cane Pedestrian pavement spoke to the street As clever as clever as loud as vain Eyes they darted here and there Left - right – up - down Unfamiliar a look on ageing face - Wan smile replaced with ample frown Can I … Continue reading Sundress with a smile
Whilst standing on the promenade a pod of toothed whales is seen on the beach – elsewhere a dam is giving birth to a foal The mortal mind within man shouts aloud from the pier preying to Him for an eternal soul The croc feeds on cattle the hippo capsizes a boat – there’s surprise … Continue reading Our own fascination
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
It had been a cold and lonely winter yet the sunlight followed her like a spotlight – and her face spread joy like an infant child Racing between thoughts of yesteryear and the here and now – she pondered over the love she knew (once – and long ago) And the happiness that traced her … Continue reading it had been a cold and lonely winter
We make decisions every day That impact people’s lives – Yet how liable are we For the outcome Get the camera; someone shouts From too close for safety’s sake Hold the children – run, run, run And shy away from danger He fell to ground – she looked behind And saw him die (but in … Continue reading as blonde as a golden summer
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
The lonely mind lay on the bed – Reliving thoughts of yesterday What brought me here – Why have I travelled so How stoic was my time From there to now The window flew – the valley ached Yet the river told the story Streaming of a road I’d travelled less The road that led … Continue reading thoughts of yesterday
