calling out to the shadows
in hope there is someone there.
No voices reply to me
only the silence of loneliness
that oozes through the corridors
I walk along each night.
No flicker from candlelight
to throw shadows on the wall
only a long silence
with never an end in sight.
I can see the shafts of moonlight
through windows no longer there,
the stars through the holes
where there was a roof
as the world revolves around me
a ghost from the past.
24 October 2013
to warn everyone to watch outI was coming through.I grew up and two wheels I road.Burring, Burring, Burring went my bellas I rode around warning everyoneto get out of the way.A few more years went by and my modeof transport changed from pedal power to motor engineand it had a horn which wenttonk, tonk, and…
waiting patiently formy imagination to break throughbut it seems to be held backbehind a closed door.My mind and my penwant it to find the handleopen the door and come in.However, it seems hesitant,why I don’t know.My thoughts are wanderingin different directionsand not on a steady course.Maybe that is whymy imagination can’t get in.26 March 2011
bare trees with skeleton armsout stretch to catch the windsky grey and cloudedwind with biting chillscarves tightly tiedaround necks of passing strangersroofs white from first frostcars aside the road will not startbatteries flat not antifreezefires chimneys plumesrosy cheeks, icy breath.The edge of winter here.Date unknown
for somewhere in the world,there are those who will never have,all the things we take for granted.So count your blessings for all the food you eat,because somewhere some are starving,and would give anything to eat.Therefore, the next time you come home,and sit in a comfortable chair,stop for a moment and look around,and count your blessing…
with alcohol, cigarettes, drugs,and eating too much food?We never see the consequences of our actions,until it is too late.By the time some of us realise,we are passed the point of no return.Those who get a warning, a second chance,had better listen and take heed.Teach the young the lesson.We only get one chance,better to learn it…
and it’s possible we mightbe hit by snowflakes falling everywhere,however knowing our luckit will probably just rain.A nice dream it may have been,at least it would have slowed downall know it alls who sayI have passed my testand I know how to drive.Sadly, as I look out my windowwaiting for the snowflakes to seethe weatherman…
