Nothing can twist your heart and mess with your mind more, nothing can slice through your soul with more ease like a hot knife through butter. Chills tingle down the spine, goose bumps pop with a shivering touch, a face from whenever and more.
Does your memory scare you, does it pick those perfect moments to whisper a name or flash a thought that sinks your heart? Do you find a revery in solitude but sob at the loss of something you can’t quite touch?
As you sift through your life, events build, time gathers more than dust. The bitter with the sweet, the warmth with the chill, the ecstacy with the depths of despair. Your time here is mixed and melted and ground and salted with tears.
You are alone in a vast seething crowd, you are a speck on the beach, a single mind in a sea of thought. But even when calm, even when the softness of love holds you close, then is the time. Beware the ghosts.
For a time it settles
A beautiful fully formed thing
A mystery a gift
For a moment it fills the air
With Gentle but vibrant colour
A life, natures kiss
Then it is gone
And all around seems bare empty
But remember the joy
Of a simple thing a miracle
The melancholy mist
Let it always live
In a special corner
Where corn fields grow
A treasured thing to keep
And never more to miss
Two pebbles on a beach
Drenched and warn by the salty sea
Etched with the sun and wind
Two souls left amongst and out of reach
See the small smooth stones
Aged and shaped with time
Worked and turned each day
By natures sometimes torrid hand
One day they will melt to sand
But now through the tides of life
And fickle tender fate
Side by side they land
I looked and wondered
With absent mind
Between the wind and sky
Ice cold with fingers white
Bitter deep and sore
And asked the silver light
With sadness and clear clear tears I cried
“When will the days reward me
And will the heat grow near?
And why does the pain dig deeper
And freeze my heart with fear?”
And once the night fell
And in my head such a thundering
Clattering dangerous bell
Will I ever get to breath again?
And oh what a price to pay
On the coldest of Crystal days
Colours fly with speeding change
Across eternal winter rage
Fill my senses drown my world
Vicious winds around me whirl
Can you help me can you see
There is no endless you and me
Once there was a man
Who sat and cried
And cast away his pain
And all around him set in awe
The biting acid rain
Colours fly with endless motion
If every man could swim the ocean
If all the money in the world
Could buy the boy the sweetest girl
Then I’d be yours and you’d be mine
But do you really have the time?
One there was a thought
That didn’t die
Once there was sound an endless cry
Once I was poor until it ended
Filled my world that I defended
And here I lay a bloody sodden wretch
Without the heart and soul that made me rich.
Hi all just a quick one today! I was looking at the stats WordPress supply and noticed that over the last year I’d had hits from all over the world, 30 countries in total! That is an amazing thought that a few of my simple words can be seen and read anywhere in the world! There are not an amazing number of people reading my prose just a large spread of relatively few people but none-the-less I’d have struggled massively before the world of the Internet and the blog to get anyone to read my meanderings let alone people as far afield as Malaysia, Canada and Australia!
Anyway as a little experiment if you read this can you just add a short comment to say ‘Hi’ and tell me where you’re from?