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Rai 3d
How exquisitely I take myself  to pieces
Only to ravel up the yarn of my own misgivings so that I am able to try to understand the puzzle put before me.

When you look in the mirror
What is it you see?

Please forgive me
If I step off the edge of reason
There seems so much to say
And such little time.


The grandfather clock strikes 12
Tom’s midnight garden takes  us back to the moment just before we first met.

I may just turn and walk away this time.

I learnt that if I step side ways
I can observe without having to participate in this crazy game.

I will follow the fallen leaves into autumn.

Where was it I hid my conscience again ?
I seem to be unraveling
Mind wanders as I drift upon the frozen memories of some obscure happening.
Please let me ride on the hushed whispers of spring.
And when Tom awakens from his dreams I will bask in the summers rays and warm you with my ever ending love.

The garden of my soul is singing
For was it not a beautiful sight
When I was able to unravel the meaning that sat  just passed the  horizon in your deep hazel eyes.


When I understood the answers to the questions.
When I stopped and thought for just one moment
I realised
That the reflection in the  mirror was nothing but an illusion
Rai 4d
I lay on cold pavements
Darkness surrounding me
The warmth of summer has left long ago and snow is falling all around
Why do I just lay here
Ever still
Lifeless
Oh but for silence my heart beckons
The chill becomes me
I am at one with this moment that makes no sense
Why would I just lay in freezing animated darkness
Why choose something so chilling
And yet
Do we not all choose situations that hold us hostage to a moment
Chains and crosses to bare and break
We can leave this place
But where are we going
Where are we going
Are we going
Or shall we stay
On cold pavements
Snow falling
Dreaming
Dreaming of a life less bare .
Rai Jan 9
Touch the heart
Loosen the coils that bind
Hold softly all that you are and believe in
To be
Just to be
Still
Calm
And silently waiting
For you to return
That’s all I ask
All I need
There is so much that you will never know .
Rai Dec 2024
He called her
The soul of his soul
Child in arms
Joyfulness overflowing
Laid crumpled upon the earth
Ash filled  hair
Dust covered face
Guns and bombs
Destruction
We call ourselves the human race
We watch
We see
We witness
We cry
We march
All whilst they die
Now
Soul meets soul
Heavens cry
When gentle men lay down to die
Heart breaks
With each vision
Blood on hands of politicians
Complicit in war
They will one day
Meet their maker
What will they tell
When they are turned away
Direction travelling straight to hell

And we moan about the weather
And the tax rising
We moan about Christmas
And the money we’re spending

All whilst their children are dying
Children pray in Gaza
They pray and they play
No schools
No hospitals
No food
Family they lost
All they had

And I share about Geniside
Onto my media
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When did we get so good at this
So good at looking the other way

We learnt about ****** in school and yet we would of let that go if we had witnessed it
We would of turned our faces and our backs

Why do people not want to talk about this ?  to make this right ?
It doesn’t concern them
I get it …
Or do I ?
May all innocent souls of any war rest in peace .
May all complicit in war be judge accordingly …
Rai Dec 2024
I peeked out at the world
Beyond my window
Late cold night
Stirrings of December
Solstice has turned
Moon rising
Oh how much beauty lyes within the night sky
Can I but absorb this
Just for a moment I am connected
To the something more
The force that creates and devours
As a child I fall  at the steps of the underworld
Priestess it’s time to start crawling your way back to earth bringing the beauty of the spring forth
May you cloth the land in colour and splender.
May these sparkling stars that illuminate the heavens turn to the bold and beautiful sun that holds life within its grasp
Oh how beautiful the world would be
Without us …
Just a moments thoughts on a chilled December morning x
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