
'neath an overcast sky
shivering as cruel winter gales
thrash through her barren limbs
and yet..
they remain outstretched
patiently waiting
a myriad of buds
once more to grace her boughs
and devour her loneliness
in the rebirth
of spring....
This is me....an expression of myself....through poetry and other odds and ends!
Slowly the world becomes dark.
I rise in the morning,
And you occupy my day.
When night falls I watch the sky,
And wonder if you're okay.
I have you on my mind so often,
Daydreaming in the clouds..
I catch myself above a whisper,
Thinking of you...out loud.
When I'm caught in the rain,
I feel you on my skin.
I hear your breath,
As it travels with the wind.
Saying I miss you..
Are words any one can speak.
But it's the emptiness I feel inside,
That brings me to loneliness' peak.
And maybe it's not meant for me,
To rest with loves embrace.
Maybe my hearts had enough,
And is now only storage space.
Still, I dream about you,
And suddenly you are here.
A fingertip away...
Then you disappear

The death is corroding all beauty and light
The sun slowly dying, gives in to the night
An age for the darkness is waking at last
All beauty is sickly, and fading too fast
But in this mortality, freedom arise
Soars in new dignity, before its demise
A last dying riot of radiant day
A colour eruption, before fade away
The skies in rebellion, whilst lead to their death
Scream of new beauty in their dying breath
The leaves, though the ghosts of their ancestors shade
Wash vivid in colours, eternally made
All existence and living, rampage afore fall
The freedom of Autumn, before cold conquers all
The phoenix of season is fading too fast
The age for the darkness is waking at last

