White Noise

Quietly,  like a whisper
Silently and slowly growing
Restless
Louder,  filling the space
Pushing at the seams
Unsettled
Clanging, screaming
All hope of silence gone
Unescapable

Choices

Sickness,  confusion
No sleep,  energy gone
A constant tide
washing over me.
Fear of loss reigns
Can't take any more
Stay in pain or go forever

The Black.Sea

Long and dark like winter nights it flowed
Framing the vista below
Gently welcoming visitors,
yet holding them at arms length.
Many gaze at the beauty,
unable to take as their own.
Time hasn't altered its desirability
only wisened its resolve.
As those who admire
grow old and weary

Summer Rain

Watching the white clouds drift by
waiting for you to arrive.
Hour after hour, temperature rising.
You tap on the window, asking to be let in.
Going out to meet you,  met by
the gentle kiss of you on my face.
Slowly you envelop,
wrapping me in a soothing,  calming embrace.
Your soft voice, sending me into hypnotic sleep.
When I awake you're gone, our next date unknown.

The Secret Councillor

No budget cuts, no election to lose
No refuse trucks, no housing queues.
No mandate for your rule of law
Just entry through revolving door.

You've kept that power for an age
The council paying all your wage
But why do they not want to share,
the diary of the unknown mayor.

Mindfullness

Time holding it forcibly
below the surface.
Drowning, fighting for life.
Always hidden, never forgotten.
Screaming to be released
The king of all, pushing others down,
taking its strength from within.
Freed from years of capture, it rushes
over, like the tide races over sand.
Slowly, gathering pace, waves growing,
cleansing. Acknowledged, accepted
not held in contempt.
Promises made, meant, no longer
mine alone.

Total Eclipse

"Try down there" Jane pointed, her hand just visible as a silhouette, against the slit of light coming from the side of the curtains.

"I've tried there, I've tried everywhere" I moaned back. It was dark and I kept hurting myself on wooden furniture.

I've got one!!" she cried, there was the sound of metal on metal, and the creak of a knob turning, and then light. "I hate pre pay electricity meters" Jane said