Thursday, 23 August 2012

I past this place before,
Stood upright to see what's familiar to me,
Under the sunlight,
The haze, the glaze,
Had long gone,
The drain, the strain,
Something is different
As far as I can see,
The cracked hard concrete,
I removed my slipper,
To the bare toe,
Touched the scorching,
Sun bliss place,
Became familiar with the sensation,
Plain to see,
How much the thrill changed me.

Wednesday, 1 August 2012


Like the flash of lightening,
It whizzed passed me,
Blasting its way to the big oak tree,
Shook its branches like a thunder,
It danced like the ocean in front of  me,
With wings opening and folding,
Pumping and surging breathlessly,
They clasped and gripped,
Chipping at every rock it could see,
To the bear bone,
Treading the skyline,
Lifting, raising itself high,
Then falling  flat again,
I returned from my sleep,
To join in the feast,
Easing my soul,
Just once more,
Someone out there,
Will hear about me,
Weeping with the bellows,
 And moving in the sea,
They are mighty, large and small,
But whatever must be,
It's like ripping the elements,
Deep from beneath me.