Stephen Atkinson on
2 hours ago
Life is not just living day to day,
Or Pay to Pay,
Like work - eat - sleep – repeat
Is not the way to behave.
Life is about being bold and being brave,
You have a life to save – your own!
Life is nothing but a finite number of seconds untill they’re bare,
And if Time is the true currency of life, then a real rich man invests it with care.
Friday 17th September 2021 6:46 pm
Funny how time goes by
It goes fast and slow at once
But it never stops
Friday 3rd September 2021 4:34 am
In cold ice blocks
Tear drops drip
With every tick
Light years keep on flying
Love found it's place
In empty space
Leaving lovers feeling lost
Can hearts read maps,
Bring fire back,
Or forever tread
Saturday 10th July 2021 1:23 pm
How Did It Get So Late So Soon?
The man who scared the ghosts away,
The woman who healed wounds with a kiss,
I think of them more nowadays
In sad and troubled times like this.
No longer there to hug the pain
From tired bones and broken hearts,
To shield you from the winter rain
That permeates where old age starts.
The back garden is over-grown,
The kitchen i...
Tuesday 29th June 2021 2:39 pm
She is a crone,
a flowing vapor,
an invisible river--
Too fast? Too slow?
What she is? I don't know.
...but I'm caught in her tow
and must go with the change
perpetually to grow in age
sands through a glass
either gold dust or waste
A tree of possibility
her leaves transform seasonally
to fertilize the hope of summer dreams
A personal providence?
Or a bad joke of chance?
Sunday 20th June 2021 4:27 am
forests not a hell,
grass not wheat,
soft cold rain fell
heavens doing what
open clear skies do,
pilgrims of sunlight,
days honestly new
no forever anymore,
now the foe is time,
some end's in sight,
verses don't rhyme
tarnished the sward,
toll paid for a blind,
Monday 3rd May 2021 11:10 am
there's a point on the map when
doubts and desapir veer to meet
and idly parade nowhere down a
lonely slum of a one-way street
no compass charts this latitude
where time gross reality bends
for its a quarter of lifeless loss
the geography where love ends
I've drifted here so many times
its memories my endless bane
before me for I sense a reprise
I am sure...
Sunday 14th February 2021 11:16 am