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
liberated statue with
chain around the legs
share an act of kindness
give us free range eggs
who knows where it leads
when kids build rockets
role play robin hood then
line their own pockets
status wealth and power
display of egos round a table
come to senses if you dare
and are still somewhat able
the machinery of conflict
is greatest source of drama
to keep us on the edge of seats
and still wearing pajama
Poem ‘Waking’ read by the author. Access for subscribers. Subscribe for more content.
what do we love more
the product or its inventor
what do we love more
the children or their creator
does love pick sides
is it equal to all
come out of the trauma
leading to regrets
hurt and bare
in search for meaning
we stop the choosing
the day we realize
all is one… connected
loved
Poem ‘Bare Connection’ read by the author. Access for subscribers. Subscribe to receive more content.
the dark circles under the blue eyes
speak for years of sleep deprivation
now relax and breathe
our soul family is with us forever
the heart is where love resides
beyond the pulsing muscle
vibrant body is a safe haven
for the ever present spirit
raw music in the back of the head
the clarity as it comes through
the bold notes and trumpets
the unique symphony
be it our solace that all once ends
the end of the drama is here
the judgement day is in the past
stop the worry and relax into it
let the emotions burn then subside
little bit at a time there is no hurry
stay in the present moment
relieved there is still more to be
becoming new again
