This came as a bit of a shock to me because usually I have between 30 and 50 photos that I’ve taken during the month. I ve almost not used my phone or camera at all in January. I put it down To mostly recovering from cancer treatment and being quite unwell with a chest infection and it pretty much raining nonstop for the whole month.
Definitely came as a surprise though….
One Day, we meet when all is done
where day bleeds into night
And memories slip through our hands
So worthless now seem all your plans
Will you still know me, well you might
Though recollections could be none
What seemed so real and most profound
At heart of cause and plight
Is tossed like ships on raging seas
And pious men fall to their knees
Where you stand proud with clearer sight
But it still lies froze deep beneath the ground
But nothing stirs beyond the veil
where you so loud protest
Each test you failed in a fool’s crown
Your kingdom to its needs brought down
So say goodbye and go to rest
And feel the cold as heart slows, skin turned pale
Been a while since I waffled…
I held A moment in my hands and held it to the light
And rolled it through my fingers, mix of shades of dark and light
Then, scrutinised and sanitised
And pulled and picked apart
Drained it of emotion, felt its fading, beating heart
.
I found A moment in the dark and hid it from the sun
Swore to keep it safe and secret and to show it to no one
But it slipped through clutching fingers
And I lost it, gone from sight
The promise of enlightenment, neglected in the night
.
I took A moment for myself and promised to take stock
To count the toll of carelessness, and return to my rock
of things I love and those I know
Which shelter from the storms
And heart and hearth burn brightly, and the fires that keep me warm
Some rhymey stuff
These words, these thoughts, these in between
The lines, the sheets, the days and dreams
This place he finds her,madness screams
As nothing ever lasts.
Each syllable twists in the wind
Words whisked away, she cant rescind
Or even hide where they have sinned
And clings to hopes now dashed.
Forlorn until time heals and mends
To keep from harm the heart pretends
Until new starts warm cold dark ends
Their pain slips to the past.
Afterwards 