thirty or forty years before.
We look for them
as they looked then,
not as they might look now.
Their faces may have gone gaunt
and some maybe crossed with lines.
Some may have put on weight
and have bulges where they shouldn’t be,
but the one thing we should look for,
the one thing that never changes
no matter how old you grow.
We should look for their eyes,
as they never change at all.
22 July 2008
They tear things upif it is something newand does not conformto what they believeis the only way to do things.If it does not conform,then it is no goodand sometimes all of usfeel the same waywith things we do not understand.With writing it is up to the author,not the critic whomsoils it with his incantations.28 July…
and the show off trees take to the weathered catwalkto display their colours under a cold sun.They flirt with breeze to lay a coloured carpeton the ground with its red, orange, yellows and browns.The colours warm the soul before the grey skiesand the cold winter hide all the colours with a white blanket of snow.The…
and every stranger must bewareof those that lurk in shadowswith no good will to explore.They stalk the innocentwhose hearts are warm and pureextending what seems a friendly lure.So stranger as you walk in peacebeware of where you treadas those who would do you harmlurk deep in the shadowsand crevices of your mind.The demons that lay…
I waited eagerly to listen to his address.He spoke of many things,but the message of unity came out loud and clear.A unity between all peoplesregardless of their colour, religion or creed.Working together we could create a better worldfor our children and their children.As he spoke I agreed with his every wordand could only hope and…
I cannot readily explain.Ghosts enter and exit my life on a regular basis.I’ve witnessed a ball of light fall from the night skyand then return back to the heavens.I’ve seen a house burn down until there was nothing leftand a year later I witnessed it do it againon the anniversary of the first time.I’ve seen…
stranded and forsaken.Its fate left to the hands of the gods.The four windstore at its petals head,rain shredded its green leaves,and still it stoodin defiance of the elements,standing worn and torn,but still erect,a wild red rose.4 August 2009
