Creeping through to the cold kitchen, desperate, daring to decant a drink into her dirty cup from her school bag long since hung up, and the small heart in the little girl clung achingly to the hope that he would not hear. ——————————- Canned from his countless cans, his cantankerous snoring filled her head and… Continue reading Lockdown Terror
Month: July 2020
Echoes
Absorbed he bent his head, listening, to hear the echoes of days past and hearing nothing, lapses into sleep where he is young again, yearning. ————————- She was there laughing, but with no name and waking he frustratedly tugged the rug, warmly wrapping his legs which no longer walked his way.… Continue reading Echoes
The Passionate Waterfall
The strumming of the running stream, jumped and blundered, sloshing over rocks and boulders in its way, til toppling lavishly, like lovers flinging caution ————————— to a wrestling wind, it waits and then as an angel it falls, slowing motion, creating rainbows, raindrops, rushing, thundering as it collapses and crashes ——————- into a waiting pool… Continue reading The Passionate Waterfall
A Thought
A thought is but a fleeting moment in time, that like water slips into the small spaces and trickling through pervading the whole with its denigration or delight, hate or hope. ————————– The trickling consequences of biased thinking, busily blinds the sighted, and bruises the beauty of the hated, hunted, harried, human now bowed down… Continue reading A Thought