Sunday 31 July 2011

Break the mirrors

Break the mirrors, smash the panes
Each time you look it's not the same.
Take off your mask, crush it hard
Now bury the remnants in the yard. 

Burn the pictures, replace the frame
Smile with the flicker of every flame.
Destroy the hard-drive, wipe it clean
And try your hardest not to dream. 

Memories resurface, they will no let go
Thy affect you more than you may know. 
Search for slumber and meet me there,
Tell me the truth if you dare. 

Sunday 3 July 2011

The Beach

I look to the horizon and take in the view
I wonder at the beauty of the colours and the hues
A distance of deep sea greens and blues
And the sand I will take home in the bottom of my shoes

The horses of white that race to the shore
Shrinking and collapsing to be replaced by more
Like a mysterious rite of ancient lore
They bid me join them, their embrace to explore

The sea is my companion, its warmth my friend
It heals and restores with the heat it sends
I hope it sees my weaknesses, my heart to mend
It will always be with me, its affection never ends.