Evening shadows slide gracefully

across my floor,

waiting for the night.
I wait with them.

My cynicism, a banner…

telling the world to

Fuck Off!

Leave me in peace.
Thoughts far away,

a time long ago;

life was different.

A time of innocence,

of certainty;

when I was young….

and full of shit.
Before the rude awakening…

failed dreams

and broken promises.

Certain back then…. I was different.
But here’s a thought…
“It doesn’t pay to sit and dream;

of times now gone…..what could have been.

It’s not too late to cast the dice,

play once more the game of life.

Take that chance, live again

bring your life in out the rain.

Tomorrow beckons…just join in,

play once more; and play to win.

Fight again and seize the day

don’t sit and wish your life away”.

Holding each other…

that final embrace.

Silently…

lest words force us

apart.
Thoughts…

trespassing in

the afterglow;

reaching out…

releasing us.
Returning separately,

questioning feelings;

that moments ago,

required only

trust.
When love grows cold,

you just can’t

make

it.

Your perfume following me,

drifting down familiar streets

where once we shared

our time.
Lingering,

in shop doorways…
Wrapped around street lights,

intoxicating me…

as I pass by.
The table where we sat,

drunk on each others company;

your chair empty now…
Though you are there.
Surrounded by ice,

smiling back at me

from my whisky glass.
Appropriate I thought…

the ice.

Oh that I could feel again

temptations of desire,

feel the heat of loves bright flame;

bathe in its sweet fire.
Chase the memories of youth

through passages of time,

find those dreams of yesterday;

that are no longer mine.

Looking down from the window

to the lawn below;
I see them arriving…

Fresh young faces…
unburdened with the knowledge of history;
dressed in strange garb.
Eager hands reaching

for bags and cases
cameras and testing equipment.

Like all the others…
they come in search of me;
eyes as closed as their minds.
They walk in dreams…
stare as if asleep.
Their thoughts

cannot accept my presence;
the tests will show no results.

‘Reach out to me…for I am here’
Not with hands, flash bulbs and computers,
reach out with your minds.
I am the in-between…
the space between reality

and beyond.

Only glimpsed by eyes wide open…
through the porthole

of the soul.
I am the leftover of a life now passed;
gone from worldly reality…
released from the constraints
of your mortal realm.

I am what awaits you….
though you will never know.

Until that time
when you slip

your life

form;

To live behind the veil

Bring me dreams of roses…
find me not in solitude.

Let me rest in the arms of contentment,

not neglected,

to rust in dark places.

Hold me aloft,

that I may touch the sky;

feel the sun on my body.

Swim with me in clear waters,

as I dive deep,

into the depths

of your

affection.

Promise me nothing if not everything….

for I love you.

Another Day

I struggle to hold thoughts…

flowing outwards,

slipping through the cracks;

soon to be lost to me.
Amongst it all I sit,

my fears wrapped around me;

insecurity worn like a hair shirt.

A badge of self loathing.
Could I drift through my life

unknown to others,

holding on to an existence

that never was.
My pen hidden under its cap,

wanting to scream obscenities

at the injustice of it all.

Instead… I lie suffocating

under the blankets of respectability.
I step outside seeking solitude.

Someone once said….

‘I was never so alone as in a crowd’

I understand that now;

the indifference of others.
I walk on…

The noise of crows

returning to their nests.

Their day spent picking over the bones

of another’s life.
They settle in trees cawing loudly,

the noise echoing like laughter;

I leave them to their gathering.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dreamscape

I dreamed a dream where dragons

came in answer to my wish,

to slay the ghosts of memories

and long ago deceits.
Their fiery breath laid waste the dross,

cleared the clouds of doom.

They swept me up aloft that night

beneath a bright full moon.
I looked upon a barren land

burned before my eyes,

a land devoid of hope and care

where no one could survive.
A tapestry of all that was,

of all that came before.

Stripped bare of all pretentions,

cast down before my door.
I watched a world unfold itself

to greet the brand new dawn.

Stretching out before me,

a memory unborn.
I saw my dream build castles

with tall and stately spires.

I dreamt I caused the sea to rise

and drown still burning fires
Once and for all they washed away

my thoughts of yesterday.

Contentment lay ahead of me

could I but only stay.
Lost in the towers of Avalon

only a dream away.

NORAH

I’ll take those moments,

keep them close.

Wrap them in my history;

stow them in my subconscious.
On days when clouds close in,

and darkness rules;

those are the times

they will shine.
I will remember you….

and all you were.

Living with the Lie

Within the walls of my illusion

in my coat of many colours,

I felt the need for silence and solitude.

While…..

Beneath the weight of expectations

I bend… but never break.
Warm winds blow through my life…

It’s the cold ones that always spring to mind.

I heard a mockingbird sing out of tune,

felt again, a cold wind.
Waiting for understanding,

for you to penetrate my gloom;

visit my melancholy.

I wear hope on my sleeve;

a badge of atonement.