Let Change come and offer him box of chocolates and a nice cup of tea. Let him come and feed him a hearty lunch of fillet of beef with golden potatoes and butter. Let Change circle your garden in the afternoon sun, smelling your roses and lilies, watching the squirrels play amongst the great oaks.… Continue reading Change
The worst thing In his life The four a.m. alarm, - He hates the rhythm, But it has started And in his head it plays on - With its beep, beep, beep, And beeping, beeping Beep, beep, beep, Beeping, beeping, beep. Monotone digi, Constant nagging midi, To him a sound of the city, Constantly, never… Continue reading The Drummer
Hocus-pocus blood becomes water The happy and content have it all The happy and content falter And now no answer to the call. Tick tock time has run out, The clockman has become weary. Tick tock, tick tock, bricks break And all mending becomes futile.
Depression crawled his face...
It was, on the surface, a happy time. There was juggling, balancing acts and fire breathers gracefully danced about, and many others, too, were within their ranks. The smell of cotton candy, or floss as this particular circus folk liked to call it, was the only smell of circus food filling the air.… Continue reading Circus of Gloom
Its subtlety makes it strong. Such a shame how much I long, I’m cozy resting here in my mind Living on my time Watching life pass me by But finally asking why? Dreams, they flow through my eyes In and out of my soul Like a lost dog in the cold, Window shopping in the snow… Continue reading Whisper