The Sea Tide

The sea,

It rose with the tide,

The Sun was high in the sky,

The sea,

It lowered as the day came to and end,

With only foot prints left in the sand......

Sand Art Torquay

Control

The hands controlled the time,

But the time controlled the tempo of the 

movement....

Skeleton in a Coffin

Sky Full of Stars

People come,

Then some go,

One chose,

A head full of dreams,

A path of adventure,

Memories are made,

Through the garden of Eden,

The grass is green,

From the teardrops,

That flow,

Through the valley,

Over bridges that get burned,

In search of paradise,

Where one will lay,

To stare at a sky full of stars......

As The Pendulum Swings

Dreaming that one,

Could control,

The hands,

On the clock,

Fighting with time,

To slow the momentum,

Of the tick-tock,

As the pendulum swings,

Slicing through the vision,

As one watches,

Unsure of how long,

One has got ...........

The Yew Tree

To walk backwards on a path,

Not a path travelled before,

Around a Yew tree,

Seven times no more,

A tale of myth and lore,

To stand in awe,

Under the branches of the tree,

Where grave stones stand at angles,

Of those that passed before,

A whispered wish,

Cast to be free,

For in life on one's path,

What will be,

Will be,

To then find a Rose,

Upon a seat,

Colourful,

Beautiful and free........

 

Numbed

To follow that path,

It led nowhere,

But gave the distance,

The time,

Those feelings,

Numbed,

In silence,

Words where heard,

Lost,

A learning curve,

Watching,

Listening,

Pending,

A new beginning..........

Ink It Bleeds

The words are flowing from the thoughts,

Created by the heart,

As the pulse of a beat,

The ink it bleeds,

Upon a sheet,

Words tattooed,

On that page,

Emotions captured,

For an age,

Of a path travelled so far,

A path alone,

A path that is shared,

The path travelled that leads nowhere,

Everyday a path is chosen,

With a rising sun,

A foot path is taken,

With a new journey taken.....