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I thought about time

But it quickly passed me by

Before I could think again

It was time for me to die
I remember the time I was sat on your bed
The warmth of my lap as I cradle your head
The things that I thought, I wish I’d have said

Now I look out my window as I’m sat on my bed
Elbows on knees as I cradle my head
And wonder what you’d have thought about the things I never said
I see the lies float out of your mouth
My ears caress them
My heart is melted by them
My mind fears them
But, I'm yours

Until I'm healed
Surfers shout and roll in on waves
Gulls scream and float on the wind
As the mist blows in silently and blanks out the sun
The curtains in Sker house shiver at the cold wind
Rushing the mist across shore, rocks and walkers
The sight hounds become agitated as the mist moves over them
Limiting their protection

The wind dies
The surf lays still
The gulls roost quietly
The surfers foot prints run through the sand
The sight hounds are blind

The doors at Sker house are open

Walkers walk quickly back the way they came
Peripheries dancing left, right, back and forth

The lady of Sker, watching, waiting

Surf crashes the drying rocks
The sun breaks
Walkers smile
Boards are floated
Gulls scream
The sight hounds look, teeth bared  
In the direction of Sker house

Curtains closed
For now
A ghost story and true.
Do not go gentle until this goodnight
Rage at the battles you must fight
Deliver the lost souls to see the light
Rage, Rage, Rage with all your might

Then when your goodnight comes in sight
Pass your rage to those who have seen the light
They will take the baton and carry the fight
Go gentle in peace to your goodnight

Then when called, speak gentle if you might
For all the peace lovers, who carry the fight
Their banners and gathering will be a sight
As they turn lost souls gently to the light

So they can go gently into their goodnight
Hey!  Bright star we saw before us
Is now dimmed, we feel your pain
You were the brightest among us
Now flickering slowly s as you wane

Your life is finely balanced
Not much time left for your kind
Gluttony has darkened your path
Decadence has made you blind

You have the chance heal this
Take steps to rectify
Or the future is irreversible
As slowly we watch you die

Who is left among you?
Grasp the nettle, heal your scars
Inspiration is there, eyes open
Look up! Look up to the stars
I found myself praying
                                        But I’m not sure to who?
I revealed all my secrets
                                       But what could you do?
I waited and waited
                                  For heavens thunderous reply
My letter on the door step
                                          Please I don’t want to die
The words that were written
                             Filled me with wondrous relief
You answered my prayer
                                           And renewed my belief
I will make time for religion
                                            I want you to know
Not once, not twice, three times
                                            I heard the **** crow
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