At Sunset

 

I waited for you by our tree

On the hill watching

The sun set lighting the clouds on fire,

One glorious explosion

Before day yields to night

And hides

The tears on my face that fall

When you don’t show,

Or say goodbye.

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In the Mirror

When once again into this life

comes someone

who leads us into ourselves

and exposes the truth we shun,

 

We have a tendency to run

And hide, fearing we

Aren’t good enough and deserve the mockery

We know will come at our expense.

 

Until we dispense

With these inaccurately perceived notions

And learn to see the loveliness within

We lose out on so many sweet emotions.

 

So don’t be afraid; you need to see the picture clearer

When next someone shows you the beauty in the mirror.

Recess (Going On Holiday)

“Come and play” the soft voice whispers in my ear,

And I open my eyes to see who is there.

“Come and play” it whispers again

As I rub and stretch the sleep from my skin.

 

“It’s nice out here. Come and see.”

But I ignore the words and drink my tea.

“Please come and play. I’m lonely and bored.”

Instead I read the news and leave the voice ignored.

 

“Won’t you at least look outside?”

I glance at the pile of dishes needing to be washed and dried.

“Isn’t the sky looking especially blue?”

It does remind me of the waters of Corfu.

 

Maybe I’ll step outside for a moment, or two

Feel the sun on my face, let the breeze set my hair askew.

But then, perhaps, a drive might be nice

Go somewhere new, let fate roll the dice.

 

“Come and play” the sky whispered in my ear,

So I packed my bags. Au revoir, my dear.