Harbour

I can make it still.

Calm the waves;
Hold the storm in my hands
Caressing
And turn it’s energy inwards.

I can do this for you,
In the blink of an eye
Whilst humanity
Favours the bold.

But I can make it still.

Genie

I wish you could see the world from where I stand,
All shiny and new,
Alight with endless possibilities of who you could be;
Food for the soul.
Open doors, that if you just had the courage to step through,
Would stave off the feeling you fight so hard to hide.
The whole world is yours
And yours alone.
There for the taking when you rise from this dark sleep.

I wish you would stop trying to fade away.

In a sunlit woodland

I have a picture
of a girl
where she hangs in the breeze,
waiting,
for someone to notice.

But the feet
they tread past and
their eyes don't wander,
not from the path.

(It's not their fault they have
hardened their hearts.)

Life's lessons
too painful to assimilate,
a girl with their face,
my beautiful picture.

Dreaming of Hospital Beds in Dinning Rooms

If I tell the air that I miss you
Will you hear it on the breeze
As it passes by?

Face towards the sun
We sit,
Remembering those summers past
When the day was long
And the nights warm.

This was all we knew,
Nothing else was needed.

Now I am meant to be brave,
Pretend not to notice the wind,
Ignore the chill
As it settles into my bones.

But I miss you
And there is this pain
Which refuses to leave
Because we watched you fall.

Casting shadows at dawn

You disappear
down the stairs,
out of the house
in the blink of an eye,
before we have chance
to grasp your hand.

You were here
and then you weren't.

Now we chase shadows
in the street,
imagining
they might be you.

They are not.

Written on a piece of paper, folded and forgotten

Seize the day babe.

Only I forgot
As the day got long
And drifted from view.

Instead
I grew scared.

And settled into this life.
Happy.

Or not.

Wrong Direction

We turned left at the end
of the universe.

We were meant to go right.

And now the stars are
behind us
weeping
as we move
farther and farther away.

And the light goes out.
And it is dark.
And the world we once knew
                             fails to materialize.

We went left
We were meant to go right.