What strange creatures we are
attracted to such noises
The constant hum and buzz of them
would drive other species mad
And yet we are drawn in by it
the chaos of this competition
Who can shout the loudest
in a room full of shouting people
Who can scream the loudest
and does anybody hear?
The moonlight is a pale white disc
reflecting on the saturated sand
keeping pace with wet feet
just beyond my reach
this early-evening goddess
Faster, faster I move forward
leaving deep wells of black water
filling quickly and cold in my wake
others have left footprint pools
faster and yet she eludes me
The rising tides send crystal sheets
across the smooth settled shore
and in a moment of chaos
the moon-shine is lost in ripples
fractured in to a million sprites
It’s very strange to feel your armour
eroded by the storms of late
polished steel and impenetrable
built up over many seasons
now tarnished and diminished
worn down in spots and rusted
by the frequent acid rains
Look at all you
beautiful things
fresh and green
burst like fireworks
from winter soil
in to the bright
summer
Daisies on the fresh-cut lawn
your sunny resurgence marks
the end of winter darkness
Warmth upon frozen ground
has hastened your springtime
resurrection
Loose the dogs of war
if you must
but be sure
they will turn on heel
and you will suffer the bite
faster than any pigeons
I ever set free
come home to roost
Am I so blind to true intentions?
Filter words to suit myself
Weave a story out of nothing
And see suggestions where they’re not…
Do I believe those inner voices?
Telling me to stop and think
Or let my mind hallucinate
Better to be Ignorant…
Today the world moves like
a float on an outgoing tide
bobbing about erratically
and soon out of your sight
Today the world moves like
a comet in the night’s sky
bright flash across the darkness
passing shimmer in your eye
Let us take it tonight by surprise
and bind it, shackles and iron
after twilight and the sun’s retreat
let us bury it down and deep
this annus horribilis
Do not let it stay longer than it should
let us ensure its timely demise
tear stained cheeks it has left us
pits and craters in our hearts
this year of dogs
When the clouds become too heavy
they give way and rain falls on to the earth
filling all the cracks and running to the sea
wetting the soils and bringing new life
it has been this way since time immeasurable
You my little butterfly are just passing through
the earth does not blink in that time
despite your beautiful wings and display
you are only a small stitch on a great tapestry
colourful, yet brief
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