lifelines did not converge
different destinations did not merge
but you look at each other
and wonder if, or the attraction could converge
Tag: free verse
Step Into My Life – Written November 1995 (Aged 20)
see how we stand
step into my life
i need you here
i have got friends but they are not you
Could I Have Saved the Boy? – Written Monday 2nd December 2019 (Aged 44)
i have a life
i have won a life
i have made a life
but it was not always easy
Gold Dust (Originally untitled and unfinished) – Written 1995 (aged 20)
gold dust is what you are
just to hear you
out of the blue, unexpectedly
St Ann’s Road – Written Sunday 1st December 2019 (Aged 44)
when i thought back
to our time
in st ann’s road
it broke me
and i cried tears
that had been fermenting
for twenty plus years
We Do – Written Wednesday 8th November 1995 (aged 20)
we take a chance
we take a bit of fantasy
we are here
we are near
let us travel up the old roads
we may surprise you, we may go far
Stepping Out of His Shadows – Written Sunday 1st December 2019 (Aged 44)
i am not my father
or my dad
i do not drag around his baggage
or share a cap
We Are the Little Ones – Written Sunday 1st December 2019 (Aged 44)
We Are the Little Ones in short, words cannot romanticise the cruelness of some human beings their lazy words cut … More
The Path – Written Thursday 28th November 2019 (Aged 44)
not the path built with crazy construction
the one with a tentative rope bridge
and a side or order of destruction
but the path,
i integral to my being
Cold Spread – Written Tuesday 28th November 2019 (Aged 44)
yes, this feeling of otherness
is inner bred
but how they like to talk down –
pat me on the head
ruffle my hair like cold spread
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