It’s time for the resolution of the story So, what’s it going to be? From the time you enter, stage left, Everything has led to this moment And now it’s time to find out Are you the hero of your own story Maybe you’re the villain Or even just a chorus member In someone else’s…
Shattered on shores lie all the wreckage of hopes and dreams Rocks and shoals bar the way to safe harbour Winds howl, waves roar And a life lies in pieces on unrelenting stone This is the time and place To get back in the game Take up hammer and nails Put the pieces back together…
All the me inside my head Each one has a different opinion And they’re all shouting as loud as can be How can I tell which one is the real me All those different thoughts competing for space All the muddled feelings tangling together Rendering me wordless, mute No way to speak the pain of…
The past is a stage play all mixed up Some scenes are transfixed under spotlights Playing and replaying The drama and the trauma on endless loop Others are dim, moving occasionally, sluggishly They seem nicer but a lot harder to see And some are in the dark, unknown and unremembered We are the stage managers…
And so I lie upon my bed Having adventures inside my head Making up stories where I’m the star Who loves and is loved both near and far Who carries on in the face of death Who keeps on fighting til my last breath Who wins the day and slays the beast Is guest of…
Check in here, check in there Check in, check in, everywhere Get your phone and check in quick But I don’t have a phone to click Sign the sheet then, it’s right there I can’t find it anywhere Every business must display A way to check in every day Except if you don’t use a…
Early morning light refracts through streaky clouds Mist hangs low on the land Rolling green fields intersperse with dense woodland Gently undulating slopes fade into the grey distance Standing on the nearer shore, we pilgrims take the boat And row our way across the golden waters Under willow fingers reaching low towards the stream Across…
Full moon rises over the wheat fields A murky night, shredded clouds drift across the blackness The old tower waits, a solitary black shape looming over the grain No other buildings stand near Who built it? and for what purpose? No one knows It lies abandoned, bats roosting in the steeple Rats scurrying across the…
I must replay the world around me My colours bathe your eyes in rainbow hue Each piece of life becomes a thousand Each moment making for a whole new picture I see the lilies on the pond myriad times And each time is the first time come again Though my world darkens My mind and…
Sitting at a table at the street café Yellow light spills out of the open door Now and again a person or two strolls by on the cobbled way Sip your wine and think About those who once sat here Drinking, talking, drawing castles in the air Few stars can be seen in the sky…
