Wednesday, 31 July 2013
You don't know - what you don't know....
Robust indifference
Enveloping
This World,
Made in Mans ignorant likeness,
Finds NO Way In;
Being
As 'is'
Is One's Robustness,
Protective Armour,
A shield of light
Unperceived
By those who know not.
Doullan.
Wood
For the fire,
Ready for the chill
Of night,
On a summers day
So sunny
And bright,
When rain
Sets in
There'll be
Warm delight.
Doullan.
You never know when the chill will come!
Tuesday, 30 July 2013
A River of Tears
Rain.
Chill in the air.
Set in - for the day.
Desire?
To wander camera in hand,
A Poets mindset
Floating on a river of tears
For a world lost in its own unrealised mediocrity.
It tugs at my sleeve
Like a tantrum filled child wanting its own . . .
. . way;
The World.
Tug, pull, push . . . Push, PUSH - Pushing.
So much to do,
To be done - time,
Not enough.
Time.
Sometimes,
Just some-times,
One does not comply.
Doullan
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