stroked invisibilty, masseuse of mindless faltering assuage, permawarmth in comfort, tenuous the link between still present turn of page, a momentary lapse will see adrift the day and cosy fluff in brain begets the hour ponderous, each motion, movement slowing, eyes succumbing, stills the time, and all the while life beats and strains of happy chatter lick ice cream and giggle softly up above while this mother smiles inside and does allow a body’s need to slip away, a corner turning, urging come and rest the day is done, the beat goes on, slow tempoed now, the rat-tat-tat to rhythmic breathing, holding on determination, letting go, mere slip the cord, peruse the otherworld amid goodnight, stroked key.
Day: April 18, 2015
Welcome, Twilight Friend
post busy buzzing
evening dawns, twilight friend,
unique daily hush
amid the stillness
now a silent blessing reigns
peace descends, welcome
Must To The Deep
tumbled stones, this passion
pebbled stream
meting out
in gasps of shallow
sunlight bursts
quickened pace
of flowing, leading
most inevitably
to oceans deep
all passions must
Divine Horizon
Colour horizon
Blue, reaching infinity,
Divinity glimpsed
Loud As Life
Tell it to the rooftops
To the sky
Beyond puffed clouds
Tell it to the present
To the future
Shout it loud.
Breathe it in
Expel it
Spread it all around
Life
Just life
It’s coursing
Gushing
Flowing
Yelling
Smiling
Chuckling
Hearty laughing
Can’t be silenced,
What a sound!
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