MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘ Only Change’

trading time for money
energy limited resource
house built on debt
family of ghosts

hamster in a wheel
the endless run
wiped out all the
left over wits

river within its banks
carving the rocks
running its course
without fail

life like a river
seeping away
from us all
sooner than later

shaping us by the flow
nothing stays the same
only change remains
for eternity

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘On The Top’

standing on the top admiring
the vastness of the mountain ranges
the depth of the lakes below
high altitude that takes the breath away

as the cool wind picks up
dissipating the stale
memories and all worries
swept away into the distance

beyond the self protecting ego
screaming loudly on the way up
breaking through the discomfort
of the body and the small mind

victorious
inhaling deeply
oxygen filling the lungs
rebuilding the strength
to continue the journey

into the abyss
uplifted

photo (c)HR

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Chilled Morning’

holiday mode still present
mountain air crispy and cool
mooing of country cows
foraging on roadside apples

the fresh cold morning
the fireplace still warm
the hot shower steam
the pot of freshly brewed tea

spread of sweet honey liquid
on a crusty sourdough bread
ensure the needed nutrition
for a challenge of today

the sun is out and up
the breeze is mellow
the car is full of energy
and so are we

recharged and ready
to embrace the day
in a country of
fluffy wombats

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Too Close’

you rock my world
you are with me
when I weep
you hold me tight
in my sleep

when I tremble
you are the closest
to my skin
at moments of sorrow
your strength I borrow

you go into the depth
of the self talk…
proud of you
cancer