morning alleyway
silent feet shuffle
river of grey suits
lights faintly glow
distant smell of coffee
bakery opens the door
city full of ghosts
screen in hand
heading to a desk
morning routine
run on autopilot
eyes half shut
fresh coffee sip
time to regain
consciousness
awareness still
in deep sleep
shrouded in a veil
vision of a bleak future
not enough to sustain
whims of the offsprings
on a hamster wheel
going nowhere far
waiting aimlessly
for the one day
the shiny knight arrives
to slay the dragon…
to win this game
to break out
of the cage
wake up
from the daily
societal dream
crack the code
realize-be
awareness…
the knight
Tag: life story
MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Santa’s Dream’
Mrs Santa cooks a storm
for this special day
yet her man the Santa
spends the night away
riding away reindeers
dodging violent storms
climbing out of chimneys
tricks of the trade performs
giving the gift of christmas
to kids young at heart
red dress white facial hair
in the costume looking smart
after the feast in solitude
his missus nods off in her chair
the evening news keep blaring on
christmas carols in the air
she dreams of days gone by
before his current role
the money were a bit tight
when Nick was on the dole
came the christmas poems
then the famous Cola ad
brought in many precious gifts
young Nick has never had
his attitude and caring nature
wishing well and sharing cheer
brought him fame out of the parish
giving back since year after year
the story of a well-to-do person
not too young and not too old
kingdom built out of not much
word of mouth and heart of gold
MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘In Disguise’
lonely passerby
insolent demeanor
face hidden in a hoodie
focused eyes
scanning the surroundings
hands deep in pockets
mischief at the fingertips
on a lookout for treasures
in for a change of ownership
cool wind lifts the leaves
storm is brewing above
dark clouds on approach
the hoodie falls back
revealing mop of hair
over stern face
hurt and unheard
disillusioned with life
the face of a child
in disguise
MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Defined Time’
static noise
on the line
tells me
all is fine
jittery
on edge
coffee
smells divine
beads of color
precious gift
love shared
on a line
life purpose
full of
guided steps
taken by design
for some
its kids
for some its
glass of wine
there is no
right or wrong
a way that is
defined
oneness in
solitude
the life story
of mine