MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Loss Of Identity’

Stress levels on the rise
Coping skills on decline
Without work for a while

Stability of the mind
Split into more parts
Losing my identity

Attachment to a job
A frame of reference
Giver of a personality

That known character
Always sticking with me
Career that did not last

Past my redundancy
Money quickly vanished
Who is that person now

Alarm clock went in the bin
Staring at me from the mirror
Someone I have never been

Newness of my search
The person I did not meet
Who now sleeps in my bed

Lose all ties to the past
Tell grief it is fired
Now totally useless

Once I discovered
The being called ‘me’
The unity of I

Reinventing oneself
The true adventure
Only just started

Priceless

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘With Tenacity’

Holding on tenaciously
Grip strong and deep
Forming a solid structure

Under the disguise
Of serving the good
No intention of harm

Guided by the former
Situations and events
Past ruling the future

Make-up of our beliefs
Untouchable

MORNING POETRY – ‘Her Secret’

Stop and observe
Greatest belle
In a woman

Appearance aside
Her heart beating
For the greatest love

Her attraction
Is her kindness
Soft and gentle

Voice of an angel
Her body a cathedral
Sharing its radiance

Warmth and strength
In her constitution
Empathy with all life

Master of her feelings
Merciful and forgiving
Shining from within

There is no greater
Beauty then inside
The one who loves

Herself first

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘The Follower’

Standing at a cross
Pebbles on the road
Digging into my soles

Looking out for a sign
Open fields and tall grass
As far as the eye can see

Shall not turn back now
Past has dissapeared
Only future in the ether

The wind picks up suddenly
Bringing seeds of change
On its broad shoulders

The dove appeared
Carrying a leaf of laurel
On its fluffy white wings

Released it at my feet
Hovered above the head
Softly touching my hair

Choosing to follow the dove
Wherever it takes me
I took it was my sign

The birdie took me places
I could not have imagined
Finding doors to my heart

Picking me up when I felt low
It chirpped about love and hope
When need be it comes with me

On the path I found love
That makes peace and doves
Free wild and intuitive

Walking on
Peace