Tuesday, 5 September 2017

Glowing Candle

Glowing candle in the dark,
Help me fight the gathering dark.

To shine my way through the night

And build a brighter sun to Mark.

Sunday, 3 September 2017

Scapegoat 006

Continued from here

Is the water salty?
I sniff at the air
Blindfolded eyes.

But maybe the voice was true and fair
Could it all be as simple as daring to tread?
Dip my toes in the water?
 for my soul to renew?

The whispers float like music
Dancing in the air.
As each wave shimmers
I relax…
…and then tense up….
              Tense up….

My toes hover water
As the bells help me breathe.
Inside the wind of voices
I dance in the breeze. 

Round in slow danced circles
as the bells ease my stance.
Do my shoulders slightly lighten?
or will I forever be in this dance?

Thursday, 31 August 2017

Its a Silence

It is a silence
But I know it’s there
I can feel it’s long hard stare.

Cold and black
It’s hearts a shack

It is a silence
But I know it’s there
I can feel it’s long hard stare

It is a silence, but I know its there.

Tuesday, 29 August 2017

The Scapegoat 004

Continued from here

The rusty keys splint and jingle
As I follow music hands.

The land begins to soften
And I fail to understand.

The voice was not the Devil
But in fact a strangers call

Yelling out a secret to the cold and lonely land.

Monday, 28 August 2017

The Scapegoat 002

continued from here

The keys to the kingdom,
are jangled by unseen hands,
There is a Devil in my ear
As I walk across the land.

A whisper breezes cold, and cool
Its burns ahead, and chills beneath,
As I bend the grass and sun.

All theses sins are not skin deep
Wet feet follow the land.

As a kind murmur begins to understand.
A cracking, mountainous land,

A sirens call
As rocks do hurl

And I fall on blood trickled hands.

Tuesday, 22 August 2017

Split Reality

Would you clean another dream?
Split reality, at its seams?

Let the disappointed be unseen?