Sunday, 1 May 2011

mist

As each breath flies
across the land
of memories
and the darkness falls
weaving shadows
thin as spider webs
intricate
breaking up with
dew drop moonlight
closer we walk
towards
the tomorrow
that will never be
finding our footsteps
on the
mist of today

The mask

Stand tall
speak loud
laugh through
the pain.
Put on that face,
the one everyone likes
muster all your strength
don't let the tears fall
don't show your feelings
don't show the fragile
being you are
live the lie
live the secrets
live the heartache
but never show them
who you are
and they will never
break you

Shadow Angel ?

I see you
hiding in the 
shadows
the depth of the room
I see you waiting
waiting for me to
sleep
catch me unawares

I hear you
breathing in the shadows
holding each breath
like a
moment in time
waiting for me to scream
running scared

I see you
vivid colours
blinding my eyes
showing me what I know
I cannot rid myself of
the truth that is you
I cannot hide from the
dreams that you are
I must believe you will be 
gone
when the sunlight
brushes the tips of the mind
or else I will never return.

Red mist

A red mist
darkens
Behind my eyes
A whooshing 
in my ears
as colours swirl
and darken my mind
Thoughts jumble
waiting 
to pour out 
or cause
heart thumping dreams.
I fight
pushing it away
waiting for the
calm,
hoping
that my soul 
can be saved.

Old woman

A wrinkled paper tissue face
confusion etched in
walk towards
but step away.
The stick 
supporting a bent body
leaning heavily
shuffling unsteady.
Fabrics crease 
they drown 
the skeleton shape
hanging, swishing
a heavy load to carry
A smile to a distant
memory
eyes that look
but see me as
a shadow of the past
known
but not recognised
A face that should 
be someone loved
but is a stranger.
I look
symapthy given
but none needed
long gone are
the days of dignity
hope stretches onward

Dream

As I close my eyes 
the darkness seeps
moulding itself
wrapping itself
tenderly around my body.
My thoughts drift along
on a merry go round
with the distant murmerings of the past.
My mind slowly opens,
a door to another place
my breathing slows and 
I can feel the welcome 
release of the day
images bubble as I move
from one place to another
and dreams beckon
with a soft hello

The lake

I see the lake
the sun shining, casting
sparkles, dancers across
the surface,
skipping lightly
arms welcoming
ready to embrace
as I delve
caressed by the waves
soothing, supporting
as I swim in 
the perfect 
blue