Strategy on the wind
too much thinking about ideas
she imagines
the leaves on the trees
turning into chess pieces
Shapes replace the rapidly
moving leaves
falling or blowing away
So many shapes
falling and moving
Strategy on the
ground and the wind
Category: Poetry
Emotions
Emotions take hold
a sense of things coming together
Embracing fate
Emotions betrayed
an inability to hold on to formality
Eyes well up, run
Emotions in motion
a meeting of two on the verge of one
Everything we want
Our Home
Flying to no man’s land,
we fly along an endless road,
flying towards another place.
Fear of the world around us,
we fear what humans don’t understand;
fear of another death too soon.
Flowing water reminds us of the sea,
we fly towards our only home;
flowing seawater, a lighthouse, quiet.
Free to feel no fear,
we fly no more as we find our home;
free to be vampires once more.
Too much Summer
Too much sun,
not enough shade.
Flowers in bloom,
too many colours.
Too much light,
not enough darkness.
Birds sing and dance,
too many songs.
Too much Summer,
not enough Winter
to take my heart,
make it cold,
feel the chill,
the Autumn feel.
Bird Song
Alone from afar
A voice like a reminder
A song from afar
Lost & Found
We are lost,
roaming in a vast sea.
We are lost,
running from our dreams.
We are lost,
regretting words never said.
Found are we,
raising a glass to fate.
Found are we,
releasing unwanted feelings.
Found are we,
realising love never fails.
A Stitch
One becomes Two,
Two becomes Four,
Four becomes Six,
Six becomes Eight;
So on and so forth, they came
and they multiplied: uninvited.
One foot in front of the other;
feet walking
faster and faster in the fog.
So long ago youth seemed,
it may have been a dream;
panting and gasping for air.
Flawless Finality
A clean, pressed handkerchief
placed within the right pocket.
A suit of fine Italian wool set
quietly upon a sky-blue shirt.
A subdued set of hand-sewn
patent black leather shoes.
A freshly shaved ivory face,
lost in a clean new haircut.
A note to Esther about
love and other things.
A glimpse at what
could have been.
An open
Space.
Falling
Fast.
Free.
Autumn Whispers
Trees move
and whisper with the wind.
Stars fill
the sky with light wonder.
Moonlight
soft as a caress, a whisper.
Shadows
gather and move in wonder.
Autumn,
whispers softly to the wind.
On the Couch
Sitting on the couch
Music plays you to sleep
Slumped on the couch
You drift towards dreams
Sleeping on the couch
Sea Water moves over you
Salty sand on the couch
You wonder where you are
C & K 