Faces appear in a dream state
as the past flickers by.
Each face holds angelic beauty
of when the loves were young,
never growing old in my mind
as they belong to a different time.
Now sometimes I wish
those days were back again
with their smiles and laughter
that flowed like fine red wine.
Back again to capture my soul,
away from the beckoning dark reality
that follows me
with each days passing.
25 September 2010
People mistake me as an ordained priest,but in fact, I am not.You could call me an actorwho just happens to live the part.Admittingly I do most thingsa real priest would in their lives do,give comfort to the sick and dyingand other things do.However please do not be mistakenthat is not acting, its just part of…
then last night I spoke to a friendand all the heaviness was gone.My heart feels much lighterand my future much brighterthan it has been in a long while.The conversation was full of smilesand brightened up my dayand we were both reluctant,though we knew, we had tosay goodbye for another day.24 November 2009
is the lure that attracts mento their boats to test the sea.Waves dance a beckoning call, their waters to explore.Therefore, men set off in their boatsto answer the wandering call.However, to many a manthe sea maybe a mistress,to others it is their downfall.The sea can be a harsh mistress,to some who come to call,as they…
no matter what colour,creed or religion they are.Why is then when some grow updoes that status changeand people start to diagnosiswho their friends are?Why?It’s a question I often ponder onwhen I see the abuse around me.5 January 2010
to keep me company.Memories of thosewho I will never see again.I sit and tell themall my ills and woes;it’s comforting in the silenceas the long shadows grow.I tell them how my life has changedsince they went awayand that I hope to see them againwhen it is my time to go.They don’t answer melike they used…
is the greatest enemyto a very active mind.It is the curse that affects us all,making us lose our patienceover the simplest taskswe have to perform.Waiting in boredomeats away at our soulmaking time dragwithin everything we try to do.It is the curse of humankindof which there is no cure,just to be patientand wait to see it…
