When I look out towards the hills
I feel a sense of loss
Abandoned places in ruin
A pathway leads
Towards the mountain
Where I will not follow
Category: Poetry
Hidden Moon
Hidden moon
cloudy sky
watching the night go by
Robin redbreast
Robin in the garden
on top of the tree
looking down at me
singing his song
that little redbreast
all day long
What lies over there
My head is in the clouds
but I can still see
although there may be something
there waiting for me
but before I gaze aloft
and stand and stare
I wonder what lies over there
Remember
remember to see beyond the horizon
as both the sun and moon appear
so too, will you
Hidden moon
Hidden moon
Cloudy sky
Words are stillness in the heart
as time fades
the past renews
our voice
A Purple Flower
She smiled at me
I smiled at her
surrounding one another…
We all have something!
As each day passes
one wonders what possibilities await?
Decided.
In awe she shall be!
Robin
There, right there,
infront of me;
a sudden dart
and a worm.
the catch, the prize:
for me, as though it was…
he flew away
to return again.
cold moon
cold light of the moon
shines down upon me
frost bit grass
lies under my feet
I feel the winter wind
but do not hide from it
let it pass over
to remind me of her face
Symmetry
sunrise
sunset
symmetry
the colour change
subtle like your eyes
reflect each day passing
