If you watch the sunset with a glass of wine You disappear into the wine But if instead you sit with empty hands And a clear gaze You fall into the clouds as they change From gold To pink And back again Sighing in the blue light When the shows over Dust the pants off […]
There comes a point In every trip When you look back And you can’t see home anymore And the lovely thing about travel Taking trips Is you always come home But with journeys of personal growth You go somewhere else. If you’re lucky You lose sight of everything you ever thought you knew Your thoughts […]
Happy Sunday another scheduled post with one of the earlier poetry movies that I did. https://athousandbitsofpaper.com/2019/11/21/the-voice-in-our-head/ Back tomorrow. Stay well and enjoy your Saturday or Sunday whichever it is in your part of the world.
I packed everything up in a pile
To try and escape my mind for awhile
Then realised
I had to take it with me
Almost If only I should have Could have These words rotate endlessly In the air about the head Things we wish we could have If only Instead They are collective verbs and nouns Seen in the here and now Yet used to describe Sighed Often with regret Someone whose time we shared Who now has […]
When you don’t drink And you change your small view of the world The world opens up Waiting for life to change And not changing within yourself? Well good luck with that but I suspect it would be an uphill battle. Once you shift within yourself however things that you previously wouldn’t consider Shift, broaden […]
Walking down a path I’ve never seen before Round corners And up hills Roaming for hours With only an orange in my pocket Time stops And I can’t remember what I was even worried about Freedom is leaving And it’s arriving It may be up an unfamiliar road Travelled single file alone Walking circles in […]
Footprints follow wherever I tread Ink flows on the paper Trailing dreamings from my head And heart We leave marks Songlines Tracks Leading back A child’s sandcastle is gone on the tide I watch it fall Wondering what is the point of it all All this writing Stringing words together Creating pictures Leaving marks On […]
Thoughts Grazing upon each other Cannibalising potential As it rises Defeatist surmises That it’s probably not worth the bother How can this be the first thought That pure awareness produces Reduces The beginning of a day To some The day is over before it’s begun The optimist pipes The pessimist gripes And the realist just […]
We are the iron And the dust The dirt that coats our boots We are the hawk that flies Circling in an empty blue sky We are the grass The burrs and prickles The breeze that tickles The sweating hair at the nape of our necks As we trudge Reaching summits in steep hillsides Suddenly […]
