Posts Tagged ‘poem’


anticipation builds
excitement intense
grains of sand
pass through hands
nothing left
but faded faces

poem for today

Posted: September 23, 2016 in poem, poetry, Uncategorized
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furtive glances
lives in eyes
tell stories
without words
no more is said


pounding of hearts
sweating of hands
shuffling of feet
hands held
lives connect
never seen again


regret nothing, live
what is gone
cannot be undone
distant memories
still haunt you
stop them taking
over your mind
the past cannot
be altered
the present can
be created
live your life anew
with no regrets
 


water flows down
the neck of the moors
a silken scarf
of life giving blood
a life captured
in one perfect
moment as light
meets dark reflecting
back a portrait
of a person
been and gone
a star burning
brightly, intensely, before
fading, extinguishing itself
through a life
over indulged, lived
half hearted, such
promise never fulfilled
a life to be
half remembered
half forgotten
 


i look in the mirror
see someone
in their forties
i do not recognise
i am twenty again
the person i
wanted to be
all that time ago
i am now
age has distorted
my perception of
who i am
confusing my real age
with my imaginary age
reducing me to a child
learning about life
all over again


dust holds…
the dreams we have
the memories we create
the people we meet
the places we go
the loves found and lost
the spark of genius
the drunken moments
the times we forget
the fights we have
the making up we do
the books we read
the films we watch
the time we get up
the time we go to bed
dust holds all of these memories
as it watches life unfold
from a corner of the room


dust dreams of escape
from the boredom
of four dust
covered, grey walls
and being set free
to glide on a breeze
and land in faraway places
where it can dance all night
run all day
play on the beach
drink wine in the sun
have a lifetime of fun
without having to hide
for fear of
capture from the
big, angry duster
 

dust words

Posted: July 13, 2016 in poem, poetry, Uncategorized
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words were like dust to me
dancing on the rays of sunlight
mesmerising, captivating, enchanting
my world stopped there
as the dust came to life
in a make believe fairy world
laughing, playing, having fun
they took me to far away places
worlds i had only dreamed of
became my reality
and then the night came
darkness enveloped my world
words were lost in a void
dust disappeared, words escaped
into the night
all meaning was lost
and i was left
staring into nothing


playing out on the street
on a summers day
sun high in the sky
games of tig, kerbie, hide and seek
no-one had a care or a worry
life was simple
till the pop man came round
alpine was our favourite
for a second the streets swarmed
with children running home
desperate to get the empty pop bottles
and get the 1p back on them
so they could get more pop
and another sugar rush
to get them through the afternoon