Poetry (words)

The world we deserve

Not sure how to start, but I woke up with these thoughts. Probably helped by the thought provoking conversations I’ve had over the past couple of days. 

The world we’ve got is the one we’ve been heading towards for so many years and we’re all at fault. We scream when it’s too late, we protest from our sofas whilst browsing Amazon. I wonder was the world ever this full of bullshit before now? 

We change our minds so often. We treat those we claim to love like deleteable  commodities. 
Nothing is real to some people. Instant access and instant denial. 

We wipe people from our lives at the click of a button and still expect respect. 

Brexit, Trump, UKIP…. yeah, we didn’t see those coming. Why? Because we chose not to look. 

We want nothing that lasts because we are constantly distracted and happy in the oblivious wave of ignorance. No thought process whatsoever….see, want, take, destroy. Be it human or land or animal our aim is “me me me” instant gratification. 

Our existence has become a “show and tell” 

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Spark 

Keeping the tempest under wraps, keep those feelings in the dark. Never mention what I’m thinking. All intensity and spark. 

Awaiting permission to let this loose, set the passion free and escape the noose. Invisible restraints. 

How much life remains in love when it’s forced into hiding. Am I destined to burn the flame forever abiding. 

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Falling 

If I waited. In silence. Without question. Without knowledge of what’s past….without seeing ahead. Would I still fall?
 

Nothing changes even though everything has. My eyes still focus on the obvious beauty. It teaches me nothing. 

I’m not in limbo. I’m not lost. I’m aware of everything. I remember you evocatively. 

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Monday

My feet ache. Glad that day is done. 

Some days it feels like I’m tripping over my tongue, but silence isn’t my way and that’s why this begun. 

I could keep it all locked away close to my chest and never write a word, maybe that would be best. 

Time passes feelings too, but honesty is the respect I want to pay to you. 

So forgive me for having so much to say, but if I don’t write it down it’ll just fade away. 

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Sometimes 

I sometimes want to write things down. Things that are in my mind, my thoughts. Words that are on the tip of my tongue that I’ll never get to say. I’ve left so much unsaid. 

Walk with me. Let me taste the sweat from your brow while you read my mind. One track as it is, but it covers distance. 

I’d like to wrap you round my finger, not to own nor to keep. Possession is not in my thoughts, I want to wake you from your sleep. 

Still I’m stifled, like my hands are tied. Just wishful thinking I keep it on the inside.

Wind from my sails, heart from my chest, but there’s still a part of me that will outlive the rest. 

You got my mind. 

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Who you are…

Who you are is magnificent, a star on a distant shore. Out of reach now, but always  iridescent  as before. 

Who you are is irreplaceable. The missing piece that made me whole. The echo in the emptiness, the space inside my soul. 

Who you are is inspiration, for every word I write. You’re the cold space beside me in the middle of the night. 

Who you are is time consuming, you fill every moment of my day. Like an hourglass inside my head, I hope you never fade away.

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