Go together

My feet stumble
My words mumble
My life humble
I know why

The chapter gone
The era worn
The curtain drawn
Goodbye

Two hearts shown
Two people grown
Two lives sewn
Forever

Your time blessed
Your souls left
Your bodies rest
Go together

Naked ambition

I feel it pull from the depths
Sparking tears and sweats
A silent wish
Bubbling beneath


A sacrifice made
A career now fades
A life incomplete
Sending it’s tremors


My own gravity is reversed
As his messages unearth
He is silently calling
I’m trapped


Though I know I shouldn’t
I’ll do what he couldn’t
Leave it with me
A circle complete

Untrodden

Mans search for meaning and fulfilment
Was no greater than his on that day
Desperate for validation from peers
Holding his breath for a chance

Lean and tall with an intensity of character
Few posses charisma at their fingertips
But his eyes told a different story
Lost and nauseas, too long at sea

I’d been searching for a soul misplaced
With aptitude to power our ship
A hype man to mould and then release
A birds loving care before its first flight

I went all in
He saw his opportunity and he took it
Difficulty and challenge was inevitable
But his force of will was unprecedented

A year on, the glint in his eye sparkles
Enlightened by ambition and friendship
Though the path chosen is untrodden
One foot now follows the other

A new found belief in his own direction
Gifts identity and contentment
But don’t look back too little or too often
You’ve come quite some way my friend

Paint in watercolour

Visions live in our imagination 
Time and space weave together as stories
Pioneers paint visions for others to see
Explosive ideas that burst at their seams

Beware, change is life’s only constant
Systems are random, complex and peculiar 
Your stories will mould and naturally so
Whatever you do, paint in watercolour

Use your thumb and smudge the edges 
Listen to others who slate your endeavours 
Soak information like a sponge gone dry 
Seek out contrarians and withstand their pressure 

Continue to celebrate your wildest ideas
Don’t stop imagining, building or crafting 
Fiction defines what it means to be human 
So paint it in watercolour, may it be everlasting

A mother and a friend

The darkness took hold
A numbness years old
Reawakened by circumstance
Stress took its chance

Lying under a tree
Crying unequivocally
I spiralled out of control
A lost broken soul

Rain mixed with tears
As the sadness triggered fears
That death might take
My mother and my brace

But unexpectedly
With care and dignity
She took my hand
Like only she can

Right when I worried
She didn’t die, she hurried
To support and love
My own soaring white dove

Thanks only to you
I’ve nearly seen it through
A mother and a friend
Time and again

A dance with the moon

A dance with the moon presented itself 
But left before we could find our embrace 
Darting between the clouds and the rain 
Carelessly teasing, hiding its face 

The stars watched on from their elegant view
As I stretched out my eyes for that glimpse
I sit here at night peering into the blue
Hoping to dance but we haven’t since 

So I wait in the dark for that moment to strike
It’s shocking white that resets my core 
Bolts my imagination back to true north 
And humbles me back to life from before

Decent job

Pour your heart into the bubbling pot 
It’s spitting blood from its previous lot 
The time and patience of ordinary men 
Hitting the grind time and again 

An economy for the many, not for the few
We didn’t realise that the many was you 
Hungry for power and forgetting the cost 
Bleeding the poor when all else is lost 

A race to the top, best job in the land 
He’ll do it better than the others can
Before long we’ll be back here again
Handing out the keys to number 10

Maybe I’m free

Two generations share in reflection 
Stories of a man who caught their affection 
Rarely does both a mother and a daughter 
Share in their grief with one another 

Days like these can hit close to home
The thought of those left on their own
The end of life isn’t easy to face
The inevitable condition of the human race

But Jack’s soul has found rest with his closet companion
Together now on their greatest adventure
Up in the clouds they hold hands and giggle
Remember stories from when Gladys was little
 
Your passing teaches us one last lesson
That runs counter to our initial perception 
That though death is life’s hard reality 
The idea of death can set us all free



Shame

It eats away 
Every day a chunk
More painful with time
A moth to her cloth

Strips of my pride
Flake away as dust
The longer it resides
The deeper she dives

Shame starts small
Slowly taking its hold
It has found my weak part of character
Burnt out and decayed

Trapped by the inevitable
Commitments ive made
To people who’ve been promised
And those with my name

The route out is lit
It’s clear to see
Yet I can’t bring myself
To its jaws of defeat

Turn the other way
Let it wash over
Another day gone
Another day older

Murky mornings

Murky mornings have a secret to keep
The wind sends her whisper whilst most are asleep
The crack of the cold is sharp in your chest
Appeals to some and puts off the rest

They won’t discover her wisdom or truth 
Set aside for those who venture anew
Time found alone to think and to feel 
To ponder life and determine what’s real