We search for direction, a straight marked road ahead
We are lost and found and lost again, ever turning
A disorganised mess of organised chaos. Butterfly
Wings beat, one millisecond, we are off course again
FOWC: Haphazard
Tag: poem
#FOWC: Guide
You found me, the real me, hidden behind the face I showed to the world
You listened. You held me when I was afraid. You helped me explore
Those fears which caused me to live behind the high barricade
Lost
Stumbling in the half light, trying to find the path
Where a foal once led my inner child, sure footed
Don’t look back, therein lies the darkness, she implored
Not Enough
Complete Clarity
Stood on my head the World seemed right
Closing my eyes, I saw the light
Opened the blinds and the day is dark
Covered my ears, heard an ant bark
We’re So Lucky…
We have no need to go out; the whole world ‘s on our phones
We have no need of imagination; in front of the television
We have no need to learn; Google has knowledge in spades
We have no need to cook; additives, a microwave, meals done
Devil’s Advocate…….
Years of imprisonment, mental and emotional torture carried out on a daily basis before finally murdering a man in cold blood. There is no remorse from any of the perpetrators and they believe that they have every right to do what they have done. Do you think that they deserve the death penalty for their crimes?
Fear
Vile and loathsome creature, take your claws from my gut
Let go your hold. Leave me to walk alone, without you
Pulling me back, holding me close, whispering, despicable
Forcing my mind wide open to pour in foul imagery
Fly
Break Over Me….
You entice me with your power and force
You undulate, gentle but oh so strong
I long to fall, roll and revel with you
