A Kind of Diary

For Bru 🙂

Another recap on an old subject. Back to the rules of conduct, surely, life could be more fun without those rules?

It’s true, working on a short story in the time I would normally be writing poems, so bear with me, almost done though 🙂

Riddles that consume me Questions that plague me Answers that defy me Explainations that fail Sitting quiet Putting down the notes Deciding to let go of the puzzle for now Then I become the riddle? Why is it your turn to Haphazardly, confusedly Openly desperately Open up the riddle? Why does my heart beat different?… Read More »A Riddle

27, not old, not young Not just right either! I frown. And what have I gained? Where do I stand? What joys have i brought? What greatness have I achieved? What did I do with 27 years… …that no other can emulate? Kick the desk Pain, I achieved pain. Hopping and clutching my shin In… Read More »Achievement

I see hope An ember in the dark Restrained from thinking ‘fire’ I watch and wait I see smiles Licking from that dying spark Restrained from thinking ‘fire’ I watch and wait I see joy Exploding from that licking flame Restrained from thinking ‘fire’ I watch and wait I see death Ash falling from a… Read More »Thinking Fire

Stop looking at me! I feel your scrutiny Yes I cried, don’t we all? Staring you down is no challenge! What fear, what disdain can you offer What would make me care of you? What would make you matter? Your thoughts, your tutting My irritant, little more Stop talking to me! I feel your patrony… Read More »Unwanted Support

Three things destroy peoples souls every day, Anger, Distrust and Jealousy. I fear Distrust more than any other negative feeling. Not the lack of trust, but losing trust. Once someone proves you can’t trust them, how do they prove that you can? Anger I can deal with and walk away from, Jealousy I hide well, and again can walk away from – provided there’s trust… Loss of trust, I never resolved. Enter fear.

I wrote long ago of the whisper on the winds. Those who remember that poem, who’ve run their frowning eyes over the meaning of each verse, reading between each line, only to be told they’d gotten it wrong, will love this one 🙂

A rhymer? MY GOSH! But it works, I like this one – did you ever look at yourself in the morning, not quite sure of where you are in life? Staring into your eyes and not really knowing if you see whats really there… Wondering if other people see the same, or even close? Do your shoulders sag? No not in the mirror. Do your eyes look dull and lifeless, never in the mirror… the mirror is a great liar. Oh dear, distrust issues again!!! 😉