The spring in your steps
And the spring in nature
Playing a match
That let me have a catch
Of a bit of happiness
In all my loneliness
In all my loneliness
This weather makes me
Light as a feather
Dreaming of us together
Dreaming of us together
In a fairyland
We claim as ours
Where a vast meadow
Filled with flowers
Dancing as the wind blows
Dancing as the wind blows
Taking away my woes
Sun rays kissing our skin
Let the light shine upon us
Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 10:14 PM UTC
Disinterested time
ticks apathetically
in the negativity of silence.
Cocooned inside rooms
on elongated days
without vanity or aspirations.
Momentary moods
meander
between boredom
and the futility of hoping
for anything
other than storms
and anonymity in the darkness.
Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 9:11 PM UTC
Prepare to be entranced
by symphonic sounds
acuity and beauty
displays of pique
explosions of profanity
evocative waves
of love and adulation
restrained tones
profound as shadows
crossing a motionless road.
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 2:53 AM UTC
Time and risk caught up to you;
Gagged you into silence.
Chasing down the dragon was
Your favorite form of violence.
I saw its markings on your skin;
The gauntness of your eyes
Your searching fingers scratching down
To truth, as you breathed lies
China white won this round, love
You thought you'd always dance
The dragon chose another one
And turned its gaze askance.
Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 11:25 PM UTC
A bird sings joyfully
in the tranquillity of a moment
as the sun rises
without pretences or affectation
over canned compliments
anguish, alienation
scrambled egos and lonely words.
Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 1:09 AM UTC
The feeble glow
of yesterday's myths
and illogical legends
drift into obliquity
where the pallid shapes
of old friendships
and silhouettes of demented heads
merge
with a splash of light
on the satirical side of solemnity
in the pursuit of profundity.
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 2:32 AM UTC
***My words
Convey
Deepest feelings
From the soul
Revived
With every drop
Of ink
Bridged
Is the chasm
Between me
and blank pages
Crossing over
To dwell
Among the lines
Betwixt
Are the meanings***
Jan 22, 2015
Jan 22, 2015 at 9:42 PM UTC
Even the most beautiful flower
Needs to be daily showered with water
For it to grow lovelier
Or else it will wither.
Just like our dreams and aspirations,
We need daily inspirations
For us to keep going
Or else our hearts will stop hoping.
Jan 21, 2015
Jan 21, 2015 at 11:38 PM UTC
Pangs of loneliness
creep like shadows
and fleeting images
sad and solemn
of truants hiding
stealthy as the slide of tides
observed with half-closed eyes
finding freedom in perversity
and the serenity of silence.
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 3:19 AM UTC
An Aussie digger
killed in battle
but disinclined to die
returns to the front line
as a spectre
wearing a slouch hat
and a larrikin grin.
Draped in a tattered flag
he yells
'Remember Korea, lads
and Vietnam
and how we went
all the way
with Menzies and L.B.J.'
'Don't forget Gallipoli
men
or the fight for peace
with George
in Iraq and Afghanistan
against Al Qaeda
and the Taliban.
'Defeat the enemy
mates
to secure the future
as our heritage
of service
patriotism and pride
in U. S foreign policies.'
Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 5:11 AM UTC