Out of reach

Exhausted by love for those unknown 
Stretching for life where none is grown  
Scrambling around for kindness to give 
Avoiding the truth I can’t bare to live 

Simple happiness feels just out of reach 
A skill hard to learn that’s easy to teach
The walls of my mind are tough as old brick 
Coarse and red - substantial and thick

Lockdown will ease but where will I be
Still searching for something external to me
Endlessly scrolling for what might have been
Needlessly hoping my stars might convene

Again, again

Eyes fixed to the single spot 
His crazed gaze cannot rest 
An animal possessed 

Smooth rubber, red and round 
Weighted and bouncy 
My ball, his bounty

An object time forgot 
Days pass running and chasing 
Never slowing, still racing 

Then it’s found 
A glimpse of purpose soaks the air
Joy everywhere 

Again, again 

Tabala Rasa

I am Tabala Rasa 
Born in circumstance 
I come with no knowledge 
No previous romance 

I will be made by you 
Moulded and shaped 
Circum to your will
Live for your sake 

To listen to your words
Is to dance in the fields 
My mind rich with life 
My heart now revealed 

Don’t stop your teaching 
I will fail to grow 
Keep watering my being 
With all that you know  

3 days & 3 nights

Once a month our sky changes it’s way
The moon vanishes for 3 days and 3 nights 
It slips behind sheets of blue and black
The darkest stretch of the heavenly cycle 
It calls to us 

Jonah struggled in the belly of the whale 
Beowulf sank to the pits of the lake 
For 3 days and 3 nights they did not give up 
They rose again from the deep 
Can I be as brave?

Tears drip knowing those I love will enter this struggle 
Yet my belly decides to never give up
Not to darkness that sheds light on noble resolve 
I shall fight for 3 days and 3 nights 
I will

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