Time – Page 8 – Parisian Poetry

Hot off the Press

A never-ending bleep of a phoneCrisp packets rustling in the corner of a roomA dry mouth coughing your favourite tuneLaughter hissing like a tortured snake.A feeling haunts your mind on your coffee breakThe squeaking of a chair and creaking floorboard.A thought was once there, now absorbedby the printer’s whirring and constant gurgling. God. This isContinue reading “Hot off the Press”

I’m Searching

I’m searching for the large alternative I’m searching for the feeling The deep elemental grooves; the great spiritual healing I’m searching for right and wrong in all those places Still all I find is song Great minds hold great faces Earth and dust leave traces Burning the flame of ages I’m searching for a signContinue reading “I’m Searching”

Fujifilm 2022

Blue sky Doesn’t time fly? Thinking of reasons why Enclosed in red bricks that can be fixed – piled high Looking upon an end and seeing its truth Lucky enough to have a roof Seeing silence in retrograde through a Fujifilm camera – Japanese made Reminding me of the ‘80s, doesn’t time fly, though musicContinue reading “Fujifilm 2022”

Crackington Haven

In remnant earth and timeless sand Where no human strength can command No other ordinance can comply to the majesty of when sea meets sky No flame of candle once lit extinguishes time like the sun glittering over a still ocean Two friends, turned lovers, gaze upon it, far away, but together in heart IContinue reading “Crackington Haven”

I’m Here

I’m here to spread joy and that’s a fact I’m here to embrace pain; leaving love intact I’m here to lead you into battle I’m here in your mind I’m here to set you free I’m here to never let you down I’m here to always understand your frown When time gets tough, and daysContinue reading “I’m Here”

L.A. Never

Cracks of light Stones of height Laid from the deep Steam in flight On a wing-less night Lashed out on the heath Ruined wall Now not so tall Remnant of time Back we go Forward through snow Alone I file Across a moonlight mile Love is just a memory In a land of broken smilesContinue reading “L.A. Never”