Breathing

In the cold of a winter morningI hear you‘neath the waves of the summer seaI feel your every moveI live out all your momentsIn time zone of my ownAnd I pray for youWhen I am alone Amongst commuter hustleLies a charming stillThe blur of crowdsCreates a smooth surrenderI travel back in timeTo the place thatContinue reading “Breathing”

The Day’s Only Just Begun

These are lyrics to a song I wrote quite a few years ago. They still resonate with me now. I open my eyes and the day’s begunDon’t want to miss out on all that funMum says I’ll only once be youngShe don’t much but she knows her sonAnd I might just fly awayAnd right theContinue reading “The Day’s Only Just Begun”

Trapped

I don’t believe in anything nowThere’s nothing to care for at allEverything to which I used to connectAll just seems pointless and small I don’t believe a word I am toldAll that I hear is liesNarcissism at the root of it allWith barely any disguise Surrounded by bullies and traitorsOnly with one thing in mindImmoral,Continue reading “Trapped”

Dear 2022

Now listen in hard, year ‘22There aren’t many days to goAnd before you start unleashing hellThere are some things you need to know You can’t be much like this yearAnd not like the one beforeNow I hope you’re paying attentionFor we need to know what is in store This year was a major improvementOn 2020,Continue reading “Dear 2022”

Going it alone

I wrote this on 23rd June 2016 – the day of the Brexit referendum, before the results were announced and whilst there was a sense of foreboding amongst remain voters. Whether Brexit will be judged as the right thing or the wrong thing will only be determined by historians, many generations from now. In theContinue reading “Going it alone”

It’s a caterpillar’s life

Suspended in mid-airThen shimmies to the groundLimbo time is overHe wants to look around Something odd beyond the bushesMaking him suspiciousBut the angel on his shoulderSays it looks delicious “Go on, Tom, be strong, be boldWinners never linger”Cautiously approachesA discarded fishfinger Crispy on the outsideSmudgy on the innerNo caterpillar has ever hadA more fulfilling dinner