Spinning.

The sky was once blue

The water was once clean

The rain…well…it didn’t burn

And there was grass, green grass.

I remember a thing called tree,

And wishing the summer days would last.

I remember the outdoor smell

Before the scent of grime.

I remember fish that swam,

Before the layer of oil.

I remember a world of light.

Before the world lost the fight.

Shed a tear

The end is near.

 

 

 

In silence

I sit in silence

let my eyes wander in reverence

across the sky looking for guidance

blue and cloud creating its own magnificence

My eyes wander again in silence

across the meadow of grass and violets

breeze on my face and nature’s incense

the world so immense

I sit in silence

in a sweet benevolence

I show my deference

smiling more than once

In silence.

 

Is It?

Is it too much to walk on a path of thorns

When the well-travelled road is like industrial porn

Is it wrong to refuse the shoes

When they were bought in endless queues

Is it okay to swim against the tide

Rather than accept they lied

Is it out of style to sing out loud

A different song sung by the crowd

Is it okay to be me

And remain myself and free

Is it wrong to want to be odd

When most worship the golden god

Is it too much for me to want more

Than what is churned out by the media whore

Is it okay to question the status quo

Than to drown while going with the flow.

 

 

 

 

Lean to the Right.

Lean toward the right

just a bit out of sight

feel my gaze search for you

in that shadow that is a bit new

if you lean toward the right

there is a chance I might

see you in that dark place

see the beauty left on your face

put away the fury of the past

step into the light at last

and let me see the you I know

don’t be afraid to finally show

the you that was once full of light

make the move to the right

end the long drawn out chase

accept the warm and tender grace

a shadow will fade away

along with the last of the grey

a smile shall shine through

and I will be with you.

Circle

Little circles

turning round my head

like wheels spinning

like a line reread

clicking and clacking

ticking and tocking

overwhelming

yet comforting

a race never-ending

a space never filling

circle, circle, circle

dizzying in its

repetition

like a roundabout

hold on tight

or let gravity

have its part

turn, turn, turn

painted smiles

spiral down my face

laughter

hidden in that disgrace

STOP

and no more circles

just straight lines

give me a push

I’ll take the spin

a line is just a line

but a circle leaves a grin.

Light of you.

Like a flicker in the night

your eyes seemed to sparkle

your smile seemed to shine

your skin glowed

your breath a ribbon of light

your hair like sun rays

your touch flashed lightning

and the dark was gone

no need to hide

no need to worry about monsters

no blindness for the sightless man

no whispers never heard

no tears drying in the sand

the light of you

made me soar.