Thursday, 24 January 2013

Dark skys

The rainbow that was in my sight has faded with the west winds embrace
As clouds upon clouds upon dark seated clouds come racing into the sky
The wind that was gently rustling the trees now gusts with each passing breath
Making chimneys squeal with a high pitched note, and take tree limbs down to their death.
The sun that had warmed my heart and my brow, till the sweat had come trickling down
Now hiding behind clouds, not to my delight, but to my distaste and I frown.

And so here I am, with a chill on my back and my brow is furrowed and frowzled
I have sunk to my knees, and my hands praying please, though to whom I should pray I am puzzled
My mind is a blank, my poor eyes are so red, as they line the floor with my tears.
But my child comes close, and I realise morosely, that time will again turn the years.
And the sun that now hides will come out to play, the clouds and the winds will've departed
And the joy that now fades with the last rays of sun, will surge into my heart, when it is won.

Thursday, 10 January 2013

Wash your hands

Blind to the pulse
unseeing eyes staring

Denied wishes
Wash your hands of this misery

Waring sides
Both shouting so loud

Ears ringing
Each side must have it's say

Wanting satisfaction
Crying to have more

Unforgivable in those eyes that gaze through nights haze
Unforgettable in the eyes that gaze into each others
Unforseeable to those who stand the closest
Unwilling to those who see the truth

Knowing actions have consequences unseen
Feeling the hearts beat faster when they are close

Denied for sakes far bigger than their own
Begging the space that is between them to disappear

Wash your hands of this misery
Fight away the wishes of weakness
Hold tight and steadfast to what you know you must do
For these war torn people must wash their hands too

Tuesday, 8 January 2013

Behind your back


The times I didn’t know you were there
Holding my hand, guiding me gently

The times I thought you never cared
You were quietly weeping behind closed doors

The times I saw you sit back and watch 
You fought battles behind my back

The moments I felt you had no interest
You were trying to tell me how you felt

It all became so sad in my mind
I could only see you this way

I didn’t see the smile behind your eyes
I didn’t see the glint in your wink

I only saw the light when I was sinking
Deeper into the unknown

I only saw your beacon when I thought I was lost
I felt the soft touch of your hand reaching out for mine

When I looked in your eyes
I saw my love for you
I saw your love reflected in my eyes
I saw the battles you had yet to fight
I saw the war you had yet to win

And so here I stand, willing to hold your hand
Willing to stay strong, gently guiding your decisions
Fighting those who would strike when your back was turned
And weeping for your pain when the doors are closed