I’m Sorry

I’m sorry

Isn’t hard to say.

It’s easy.

I said it twice yesterday

And once, so far, today.

It’s easy.

 

The hardest part is reaching

To the place where

You know you’re way off mark.

Not easy.

To decide to rectify

What you’ve done wrong.

Not easy.

To judge yourself

And find the faults,

Not easy.

To resist

Justifying words and acts,

Not easy.

 

I’m sorry

Isn’t hard to say

Once sorrowful

Has found its sway.

So easy.

 

I’m hoping that

No more today

I’ll have cause

To have to say

I’m sorry.

But, if I do,

Be rest assured

I’ll swallow

Pride

And reassure

The one to whom

I have caused

Offence.

So easy.

 

To see

Relief

Within their eyes

And know that

I have realised

I was wrong.

Flight Of Fancy

Hold my hand in yours, I pray

And lead.

Take a journey, two as one,

I plead.

Risk route of peril,

Passengers are we,

Driven on by

Flights of fantasy.

Jeopardy in all

Life’s daily trials,

Menace, threats,

Danger fuels the miles.

No gamble leads to no

Prosperity,

Consequences,

Possibility.

Flying carpet

Weaves a pleasured passage,

Riotous ride

On gilded comfort carriage.

Crossing skies in cloudless

Endless night.

Stars sail by,

New moon reflects delight.

Sparkling eyes reveal

A gloried heaven

Lovers’ kiss received with delectation

And so given.

Ventures always

Vie with failure’s chance,

Staking nothing

Regrets the backward glance.

Fanciful, this graceful

Flying pleasure,

Imagination stores in chest

All hidden treasure.

Casting coins of custom

Far below,

Pearls and diamonds

Cascade, anarchic flow.

Reach out your hand

And grasp the reins of magic,

Hand clasped in mine,

No voyage lost to tragic.

All dreams, caprices,

Fancies do abide

Enchanted castles scaled

With you here at my side.

Virtues

Hope will always arise.

Burnt ashes scattered,

Dispersed,

Blown on the breeze.

 

Faith will always find a way.

Infiltrating, revealing,

Soothing,

Uplifting on wing.

 

Love will always remain.

Welcomed, embraced,

Believed,

Gifted and rejoiced in.

 

Impossible to reject

The virtues,

Encapsulating all

In you.

Sometimes Song

Sometimes I understand

Everything about you,

Who you are,

Where you are coming from,

What lies hidden within.

Sometimes I look in your eyes,

Deeply knowing,

I hear your song.

Straight to my heart

The melody begins.

 

Sometimes I wonder,

I shake my head

In disbelief,

Lost in muddied waters

At what I fail to see.

Sometimes searching through pools

Clouded by errant thoughts,

Caught in spirals of gloom,

Chasing your mind,

While you flee.

 

Sometimes I do not know

Anything about you

At all.

Nothing transmits,

Error codes find fault.

Sometimes I want to give up

Lie down,

Forget,

Begin again,

Revert to position default.

 

Sometimes you shut yourself

Away from me,

Leave a bank of unknowing

Nothing credited,

Deposited, withdrawn.

Sometimes I fail

In all efforts to reach,

To breach the divide.

Sometimes there’s nothing,

Save forlorn.

 

Sometimes all hope

Descends into abyss,

No bliss,

Nothing computes,

We’re lost.

Sometimes a ray shines

Faintly,

Partial illumination

Protects, averts,

No need to count the cost.

 

Sometimes we go on

In the face of all.

Illusory

Elusive,

Illusory,

Merely

Suggestion.

Absent body,

Facial expression

To know.

Smatterings,

Glimpsed thoughts,

Ideas,

As little

Or much

We choose

To show.

 

Painstakingly

Heartfelt

Revelations,

Profound,

Simplistic,

Unrealised

Observations.

Read,

Reread,

Unread,

Poured oil

Pored over.

Understanding

Or incomprehension.

Only a Shimmer

Discard the old

Bring in the new

Blank canvas,

Unwritten page.

Pen in hand,

Paints to colour,

Palettes of

Words and shade.

Deliberations

And splashes

Nuzzle together,

Haphazardly

Comfortable.

Nuances of meaning,

Fantasy grafted with

Reality,

Disclosing

Tones of feeling.

Unthought words,

Dabbing

Colour,

Cross-hatching,

Screening,

Revealing.

Minds exposed,

Hearts displayed,

Souls shimmering

White on white.

Overlaid with

Markings,

Pictures,

Words

We write.

A Golden Key

And truth will set you free, they say,

Its golden key releases,

Swiftly turned in oiled lock,

Veracity always pleases.

 

Candour knows integrity,

It smiles on honest faces,

Liberation gained in verity,

Humanity embraces.

 

Unfurnished news, some basic facts,

Journal of sincerity,

A welcome change, when all is open,

Revealed with certainty.

 

Simple facts proclaimed just so,

Legitimate, exact,

Discharge and so emancipate

Where freedom once was lacked.