Inside out

Some poems and reflections on life


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The storm

Laying in silence under the bed
Waiting for the roll of thunder
Counting the seconds since the flash

One thousand and one

Day has turned to night in 30 seconds
Bright sun to dark, damp air
Bristling with static charge

One thousand and two

Stillness was replaced with wild wind
blowing from no particular direction

One thousand and three
One thousand and four
One thousand and five

A distant rumble
another bright flash.

 

 

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Moments of joy

Sweet juice dribbles down my chin
Sticky residue of the first bite

Bright sun reflects off the clouds below
As we stand on the mountain top

Soft blankets block out the cold
I snuggle into your warmth

Care melts away into nothing
As I lie in the one spot of sunshine

The first sip of warmth awakens
Deep within my soul

Vibrations penetrate my being
Music fades into memory

 


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Burying the dead

Memories of how it was
Are just memories of how it was
Floating in time and not in space
In mind and not in place

Shaping me here and now
Connected and real

I am still
That frightened boy
Cowering before the bully

I am still
That triumphant hero
Conquering my first mountain

I am still
That wondering student
Learning my first lesson

All these things
Weave and create
The tapestry
Marvellous multicoloured
Chaotic interplay of knots
That is me and my life

But there is nothing but
Here and now

Memories of how it was
Are just memories of how it was
Floating in time in and not in space
In mind and not in place

It is time to bury the dead
And move on