May the sun of May wash away All that we have done Who dares do more is none Springs from the wells of my mind Continue to seek out the happiness Of all mankind Two foxgloves side by side Igniting in flower, standing tall As one power How the chaffinch cascades beneath the sky SoftContinue reading “Summer ‘23”
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Presence
I am present with strength and feelingI am present with wonderful healingI am present with the tiredness of lifeI am present with love and breathingI am present with wild schemingI am present with a remorseful pastI am present with all my years at lastThis presence exists in your every stepTap into it to see howContinue reading “Presence”
What Man Made
All aboard the dusky skylineWhere momentous dreams pour forthAll around the highland bylineAcross the mountains and the firsWind your way through the treesUntil you reach the evergreensCast your eyes upon the great red brickAnd see what man madeInto the glassy windows where peopleMake their lives indoorsWait until you see the factoryAs ravenous smoke eats skyContinue reading “What Man Made”
Thoughts of the Past
Trammel up the excess of your mindWhere all life is left behindCast out temptation from your coreUntil love you feel is love no moreIntertwine a battering ram of hateAround your thoughts ‘til they evaporateThrow curses to the pastRun the ragged flag up the mastAnd watch those blotches of ink dryAnd sigh –‘All my life hasContinue reading “Thoughts of the Past”
The Wish
Do Wish upon a starBy those lines you travelled so farA constant oneSat below the silverly slipper of the crescent.Slowly flashing casting lightA soft silhouette framed into the night –So close but ever rarely seenAs quick as souls fly to daring dreams By Sam Fawcett
Life in a Northern Town
On a morning Where thoughts echo from the ground Your feet hurt and pound Train tracks drown you out Where rain slashes and sounds Earth cracks and spaces out Brickworks of red stand up like sentinel casks Stale coffee in cold Sunday thermos flasks Saturday Football grounds shout loud and about Away days with pintsContinue reading “Life in a Northern Town”
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