Wednesday, February 13, 2019

Moods







The clouds lie low and heavy,
pushing down on the valley,
pushing out its life and colour,
reducing lush greens to sullen greys,
stealing sight, muting sound, enveloping,
embracing, thickly cladding your being
with the weight of your lies and deceit,
forcing out the truth with your last dying breaths.


Wednesday, February 6, 2019

The End






  
But you see, there is no end, there is no starting over, what has been, has been,
placed into your memories, vivid images alive with feeling and colour,
hidden under a muddle of distractions, rhythms and routines,
but 3am is the time they rise onto the surface and either lovingly stroke your weary eyelids
or pillage through the darkness with the subtlety of a tank in midday traffic,
stealing every grain of sand left by the sandman, to their mirthful laughter you are left
to relive their offering, tirelessly, in the darkened auditorium of the world.





Sunday, February 3, 2019

Take Back the Night







If you come with me tonight
I will take you to some might say hell,
I will take from every sense
‘til there’s nothing left in you to quell,
I’ll drive you even further
than the boundary you thought you had,
take and give, no, don’t hold back,
come with me, in this night, in this spell.

All alone when you wake up,
when you feel, when it’s too dark to see,
you’ll face regret and wonder
were you partner or an abductee
yet in your mind’s eye they play
the visions of what we unfolded
a need ingrained forever,
we'll meet again some day I foresee.