Only a week, no, not long, not long until I find the comfort that I seek, and what a relief it will be, and how I will celebrate, and maybe I will head for the sea, maybe I will go swimming and float so free, float so free and rest my weary bones, for life…
Category: Poetry
A collection of posts featuring my poems.
One
One for unity, one for you and me, one hand upon a hand, one, together as one, your hand on mine, so delicate and graceful, and as calming as the sea, one, one beauty, the nature of us, the nature of we, together as one, hand in hand, as we walk the land, in the…
One more thought
I heard something, but what I am not quite sure, did just hear what I thought? Did you say what I wanted to hear? Yes, I catch myself, I catch myself, and I wait for you to say it again, and you do, and how wonderful it is, and my heart my heart it jumps…
One last job
One last job, and you came to him, and he had a job for you to do. And he gave you the gun and the bullets, he gave you the gun and the bullets, and you paid him, and he shot your wife dead, and you went for a beer with him, then afterwards outside…
One hour
One hour, one hour with you, and small talk and change, and no progress between me and you, because you fail to understand me, and I fail to understand you, and you do not see things the way that I do, and our love, it is ebbing away, in the minutes in the hour that…
Once was the time
Once was the time where the daylight crept upon thine eyes, yes, once, but now you are cloaked in your tomb, under the greyest of skies, and where the tree grows now, and overshadows you, and the grass grows wild, and upon your gravestone your name has disappeared, and I wonder who you were, and…
On this lonely road
On this lonely road, on this lonely road to who knows where, on this road to where many do not go, how many terrible disturbances in modern society, there are of the soul, that disturb your mind, and that disrupt your flow, on this lonely road, on this lonely road to where many do not…
On the shoulder you carry a star
On the shoulder, you carry a star, for you, of the heaven in your mind, what is the story that it imparts, is it of a loved one, of a loved one who broke your heart, for your eyes are glazed, and they are as empty as your glass, oh, what befell you, what befell…
On the outside
Outside, is where you are best, outside, and with me, inside as I sit, drinking my coffee in peace, you make funny faces through the window, yes, you the youngster, you, with the extra energy, you, who your mother seems to have trouble controlling, yes, you, you are delighted to see, and you make me…
On the horizon
On the horizon, I see you, and that is the best view for me, because you are, an anathema to me, and I am sure that you annoy most people, because from the grey clouds, I would if I could run fast enough, run from you to the other side of the world, and run…
