Summer fades to winter rain
A thousand fires beseech thy soul
But, still no warmth reminds me
Of days in the sun, when times were fair and pains, few and far between
Tears do fall into silent nights and the Moon with empathy to spare
Lights the way for one this night
A man no longer cares
Whispers softly from within, oh man of saddened heart does walk
On lonely paths, this Winters night
A chilled breeze, blows softly through my soul
Darkness mixed with silent teardrops
Can they forgive my sins
Of love to much and not enough
With liquor, a plenty within
I will sit and talk with sister moon
For she, knows where I've been.
Shannon Leckie/Shabby 2010©

time rocks on
oblivious.

To leave this small town, I would dare,
If courage found its way to me.
A wasteland's blue and brown despair,
Cogs turning, struts of industry.

For years I toiled, for years I ran,
The pace relentless, never slowed.
Yet once again, here I began,
Back at the end of the road.

I’m alone stuck in my head
we both lost track of what was said.
Here I write but you haven’t read,
please just come to bed.

Lost in translation starts a fight,
another disappointing night.
Not sure of much but sure we’re right,
come to bed and turn off the light.

Mind’s running laps but in a line,
avoiding barbed wire and land mine.
Determined to stay up to greet sunshine,
come to bed and it will be fine.

I’m alone stuck in my head
an impending sense of doom and dread.
I write in blue but you mark in red,
please just come to bed.

Uh oh

Here we go

Everyone look out below

Is it sickness?

I suppose.

Baby fever’s

Got my nose.