Clouds parting. Rain stopped.
Air crisp. Rainbow forming truth.
Sun shall shine onwards
Tag: Poem
mushroom/\|home….
Mushroom home-
brings comfort to thee-
this witches day-
the sun does set upon.
Lay thine broom to rest-
recline thy hat-
to relax.
For peace-
shall gift thy-
thine sweet night.
In-
this mushroom home.
call it a day
Hey,
lets call it day-
the heart has gone astray.
My minds made up –
these bridges are burnt-
no longer stable-
For you and I.
Hey,
Lets call it a day.
Baby-
I ain’t gonna lie.
This deal is done.
Hearts-
gone astray-
for you and I-
lets say our goodbyes-
and call it a day.
picture/ perfect/memories
Picture perfect memories-
shrouded static-
encompassed-
fragments.
Empty-
voices.
Muffled-
sounds.
Fading-
always.
Picture perfect memories?
park bench
He lays upon the same park bench-
everyday.
Day in/Day out.
His only sense of home-
belonging-
upon that one park bench.
He lays on his side-
always gazing upon the water fountain.
Such a calming scene for him-
A gentle lullaby he hears.
Upon such struggling times.
solidify
Slow thoughts-
pondering mind.
Eyes closed-
heart open-
soul speaks-
inner secrets-
creep on through-
self aware cracks.
Solidifying-
into-
a though exterior.
universal truth
Two souls entwined-
their universal truth shines through.
Pulsating passion endeavours through the skies.
Light years-
and-
light years-
their sparks journey through-
lifetimes-
over-
lifetimes-
chance and fate-
play the stakes-
juggling if fate-
will bring them together.
They hope always-
longing to be reunited-
to be entwined together-
for when they join again,
moments apart fade away-
for all they have is now-
for now –
two souls entwine-
Their universal truth shines through-
pulsating passion-
endeavours together.
Now.
Her Feet
She looked at her feet-
graciously she thanked them-
for these feet-
her feet.
Have kept her steady and strong-
for all she has seen-
for all the heart ache she has felt.
These feet-
her feet-
have guided her through-
the labyrinths of life.
urchin metaphor
Here we go again-
around the Merry-go-round.
Repetitive, repetition.
Doors shut tight.
Curtains drawn shut.
No joyous sounds around.
No freedom out-and-about.
Timed.
Tired hearts-
empty company.
Let’s all hope.
Such is hope?
Sleep/less
Tired body-
heavy eyes-
creeping shut.
Drifting, drifting,
sleepy, sleep.
TLEofCassie 