War of Independence

Without you here I’ve finally become

The man who walks away not looking back

The two divide and I’m remainder one

The future parts repressive clouds of black

I ran until my very breath expired

Then took the time to find the man I am

For life had left me bruised and broken, tired

Reality was nothing but a sham

The war of independence over now

Republic not subjected to a king

Consider this my last and final bow

For you to me no longer mean a thing

I’m not confined I live without a plan

Except to be a free and happy man

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Will

His smile it caught me mind it drew me in

Ideas profound that bubble to the top

Veneer with worry worn till paper thin

Yet in his eyes a hope that will not drop

So open as he talked of all he’d lost

The tears that glistened but were never shed

A warmth within that won’t allow the frost

The echo of so much he never said

I cannot right the wrong that he has seen

But he is more because what he knows

So many places we have never been

And hidden in the cracks a love it growsHe held my hand and everything was still

Our future is the everything we will

Testing Time

Snap

Something broke inside

Fear they cannot hide

Only for the ride

But

Now they need to speak

Answer theirs to seek

Into private peak

They

Took a little test

Putting minds at rest

Tidy lives were messed

Yet

Stranger turns to friend

Tale has happy end

Broke together mend

Love: For Sale

Honestly there’s nothing kept within

Window is the everything I own

Looking deep will not bear hidden fruit

Everything already has been shown

Wanting more the disappointed eye

Meeting then so subtle comes the drop

Two dimension not a fuller form

Every start is grinding to a stop

Superficial man I feel so plain

Flight was grounded yet I see you soar

Hero was another one than I

Less you didn’t want and he was more

Shop but no one ever comes to buy

Window stacked with offers cheap and high

Roundabout

I went to work. I wandered home. My life was simplified.

For I was there and all alone with no one at my side.

The roundabout of love for me was not an easy ride.

No pity please! I can survive. I’m made of stronger stuff.

That playground’s made me realise that I can be so tough.

I have my health and sense of self, for now that is enough.

I see you look. I see the eyes. You want to ask me why.

Am I aloof, unpopular, or simply high and dry?

That sombre and unsmiling man who watches you pass by.

You turn around. I feel your gaze. You pierce me deep inside.

And all the pain and hurt that over years I’ve tried to hide,

You comprehend and validate then gently put aside.

You take my hand. You swing my heart. You turn my insides out.

You want to change my life and that you can, I have no doubt.

I go to work but simple has become more roundabout.

The lovers’ tree

If happiness were flowering right here

And joy was thriving just outside your door

A sense content might permeate the air

And we would long for nothing any more

A garden is my life I plant and grow

The toil and labour not for me alone

For everything that I so gently sow

Enables me to offer you a home

So light your jasmine eyes upon my face

My honeysuckle’s clinging so divine

This Eden made on earth will be our place

For everything is shared and nothing mine

So come and plant yourself right next to me

And we will sit beneath the lovers’ tree