i stepped out upon the balcony
cool fresh air on all sides.
a heavy sense of change
more than any turn of tides.
without desire or urge
i sense its time to be away.
sweep, flit, glide and dive
the swallows have arrived today.
Category Archives: Poems
Sheltered
Safe, secure inside a box;
Protected tight, strong by locks,
Never more to feel the touch
Of love, which can hurt so much.
Time has come to find release
For all that lies deep beneath,
Drawing strength from all who’re near
By love, which conquers all our fear.
Wist
A knife embedded,
to shirk, rend and twist.
Heart faintly beating,
like the dull pound of fist
upon the earth – my tomb in which to exist.
Seems that all i am, have & get
is charged and fueled by wist.
to shirk, rend and twist.
Heart faintly beating,
like the dull pound of fist
upon the earth – my tomb in which to exist.
Seems that all i am, have & get
is charged and fueled by wist.
Slow and gentle i pull it free,
Allowing chance to still be me.
For a time the hole gapes and bleeds,
but forevermore, a scarred memory.
Allowing chance to still be me.
For a time the hole gapes and bleeds,
but forevermore, a scarred memory.
Again, again & again the scab is peeled;
tired, i only yearn for it to heal.
tired, i only yearn for it to heal.
Pierce Beckett 