Palm leaves now withered, trodden in the dust Cries of joy changed to howls of fury Fury to suffocating silence The sky turns black The earth shakes The curtain tears And in that moment It is finished And we are forgiven
It Is Finished
The Law of the River
We are swept up and swept along By currents far too strong A barrage of events in the river of life Mindless and bleak, vacant and void For void is the law of the river And emptiness the ultimate goal What hope is there when passion and fire Hope and joy, art and beauty Are…
Torn from a Magazine
I’m dead, said the man And covered his face with his hands In a moment he was ripped from life Like a page torn from a magazine While we turn the pages To something more comfortable Movies, fashion, gossip Forget about double-think, we have non-think We guzzle the soma and blank out the world With…
Two Faces
The child looks up, what does she see Will a face smile down with love and kindness Hands outstretched, warm and welcoming Tenderness and sweetness oozing from every pore Or will it be a snarling grimace, red with fury Fists raised and clenched ready for violence Snapping teeth and rending claws, the air thick with…
On a Winter’s Night
Bare-branched trees guard an old cobbled roadStones gleam wetly in the lantern lightDark clouds hang low full of storm and thunderYou breathe moisture in the ice-cold airWalking briskly, bundled in winter clothesThat don’t quite keep out the frigid nightLights from house windows behind their gatesGlow warm, inviting, promising cosy fires, slippers, hot chocolateYou see home…
Scream My Life
Things fall apart, they say And life is crumbling scaffolding Disintegration, dust falls like rain Where is there help when needed What do you do When everyone around you Needs more help than you? Unable to save each other We stare helplessly while foundations shake And collapse into the void So scream, my life There…
With the Angels
You left on a Wednesday morning You were very sick and couldn’t stay I move around my home, confused I look around and all I can see Are the places you used to fill The absence of you My body is used to you And is constantly surprised When you’re just not there I remember…
Seven Days
Monday already? Where did the weekend go? Tuesday is Monday-light, still the start of the week Wednesday is so-called hump day, now we’re getting somewhere Thursday we start to taste the weekend so near Friday is the last slog to get through Saturday is glorious, fun and relaxation Sunday brings anticipatory stress of a pending…
Lying in the Grass
Grass grows tall on a warm spring day Butterflies and bees browse at the flower market Birds feed little ones and gossip in the trees Sprawling in the green shade Hidden among the tall blades Old cat sniffs the breeze Yellow eyes blink sleepily Too nice a day to be on the hunt She’s just…
One and Done
We have seen many days And will see many more But not this day Today is unique, as are all our tomorrows It’s a one-and-done deal We fill our lives with routine And let the days roll by Til suddenly it’s next week, month, year And we wonder where the time goes Would it be…
Eclectic Assemblage 