A Friday sick day
Whispering deep grey today
Wishing for my bae
Tag: poem
My Old Circuit
I’ll take you away,
take you down my old circuit,
show you my old life.
No need to feel sorry for
a non-existent childhood.
No Coffee
A single tear falls
Watching the frost on the grass
Seeing a bunny
Lamenting what could have been
if there was coffee to drink
A Knot
A knot to bind us
tie a knot around our hands
together forever
On the Bus
A pronounced visceral feeling
dark clouds on the horizon
An ominous sign in the clouds
tension and a sense of loss
A sense of injustice angers you
telltale signs of an empath
An internal crisis on the bus
You, Me, Sunday
A grey Sunday
We sit on the couch
Potato Chips
Cups of tea and coffee
Matching robes
We munch the day away
Watching shows
Hallucinating
Bleeding chaos through colour
seeing imaginary cats and dogs
hallucinating uncharacteristically
Mother Nature
Different colours bleed
chaos across the Earth
Mother nature decided
to take it all back
In the pandemonium
we didn’t listen
Now she will make us listen
Now we will have to hear her
Now our world will change
So that in the future
we will all have her
Remembering Rain
Remembering us
standing in the summer rain
wetting our dry skin?
Now we stand inside waiting
for the acid rain to fall.
Little Flowers
autumn calls to us from across the sea
shades of vernal delight take your soul
here sunlight hides behind grey clouds
there the burgeon march gathers pace
little flowers dance in the breeze for you
leaves fall onto deserted streets for me
C & K 