Alone from afar
A voice like a reminder
A song from afar
Tag: poem
Lost & Found
We are lost,
roaming in a vast sea.
We are lost,
running from our dreams.
We are lost,
regretting words never said.
We are found,
raising a glass to fate.
We are found,
releasing unwanted feelings.
We are found,
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,
below 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
Beetroot Blood
Swooping down,
no covering tonight
A creature descends,
perched mercilessly
Waiting for the one
with beetroot blood
Delicious sweetness,
a hint of pineapple
A human burger
with the lot
Nostalgic Footfalls
Footsteps on the stairs,
a reminder of what was to come.
Remembering times with the one you loved,
love, live with and love
as a ghost.
Feeling the warmth from
a favourite spot now your spot.
Rewinding, repeating, replaying memories
of the way she moved, the shape of her, her
warm breath on your neck.
The Hand for your Heart
A flutter, notes vibrate
and he takes your hand.
A feeling, two alone
and dancing hand to hand.
A flood: emotions,
and you know
his hand is the hand for your heart.
Random Kindness
No one to greet you at home
No home to hide from the madness
No way to know what will come next
You meet a stranger on the path
You see an angel in disguise, a reflection of a ghost
You find yourself in her house sipping something sweet
