Coastal benches tell a tale
of loves long since past
marriages of yesteryear did not fail
they were surely built to last
each one you sit on or peruse
fill up your heart with hope
love was something you didn't refuse
that's how they learned to cope
the joining of hands in matrimony
was something to adore
to relish in your company
He'd asked for nothing more
surely when they gave their vows
their hearts were to be as one
missing pieces broken now
long gone the spirit of fun
yet here I sit, upon this bench
lost in thought and sorrow
I think of heroes in a trench
lost soldiers of tomorrow
war time sadness for those not to return
a family becomes disjointed
hearts ache until they burn
no longer reunited
Apr 4, 2021
Apr 4, 2021 at 7:09 AM UTC
April fools no laughs
what prank shall we play this year
another child hurt
Apr 1, 2021
Apr 1, 2021 at 5:44 AM UTC
autumn raspberries
last fruits before winters veil
frost bite wastes nothing
Mar 28, 2021
Mar 28, 2021 at 5:08 PM UTC
shopping mall charging
hope silent in a corner
windows empty souls
Mar 27, 2021
Mar 27, 2021 at 6:44 AM UTC
thoughts of diamonds
sparkly imaginations
parallel lives
Mar 25, 2021
Mar 25, 2021 at 8:40 PM UTC
pied wagtails seek food
rare quiet times suit them best
pigeons rule the roost
Mar 25, 2021
Mar 25, 2021 at 5:01 AM UTC
sleeping rough freezes
heart, mind, body and soul dies
hope still lingers on
Mar 25, 2021
Mar 25, 2021 at 3:56 AM UTC
am I a misfit?
the ticking clock detonates
only time will tell
Mar 25, 2021
Mar 25, 2021 at 3:18 AM UTC
I closed my mouth and spoke to you
in six hundred silent ways
we rose up to, our challenge new
our lives not out of phase
I closed my mouth and spoke to you
in eight hundred silent ways
so take a pew, as our love grew
a marriage it's part plays
I closed my mouth and spoke to you
in seven hundred silent ways
our babe anew, we saw it through
this life can still amaze
I closed my mouth and spoke to you
in nine hundred silent ways
colours few, a different hue
a fresh and modern maze
I closed my mouth and spoke with you
in one thousand exciting ways
there's just a few, like morning dew
our eyes still brightly gaze
Mar 23, 2021
Mar 23, 2021 at 10:43 AM UTC
Wintry days chill hands
woodpecker pecks sound hollow
lost in translation
Mar 23, 2021
Mar 23, 2021 at 10:42 AM UTC