Poetry Blogs (intentions)
Here I go, take a step onto the stage called life.
Finally awake for the first time. Fully present here and now. What a gift.
Hold onto your handlebars.
I take this breath like dope.
Into my blood, down into the depths of my being.
Where being is seeing.
Like a probe searching for answers.
My feet carry my swiftly as I walk.
Rooted firmly in the earth, I am strong.
Tuesday 28th May 2019 2:59 pm
You only really win, having lost.
On the front lawn, all is identical until you notice it.
Every other blade you see its 50 shades greener than your own.
Those shades depend on light. Those blades gleam off light refracted.
Who has the light?
Every day you look, you stare, you glare
with a drink, with a book, with a chair, with a care.
Your care, carelessly, mi...
Sunday 4th January 2015 10:42 pm