How long the journey Across a narrow mind Set so firm to curve and meander Nowhere blind. Set free the traveller With questioning eye That sees the boundaries of limits And decries.
Tag: Observation
Observation
I watched you but what did I see? I saw only what little I know of me. "Brief: 366/2020 project, prompt 'Observation’
Closing Time
Old Year’s Day draws to its close Raucous room pressed full in warm-faced embrace Separate and alone propped against beer-soaked oak He is found lost in the crowd’s refrains Resonating in silence his disconnected pain. Jovial masquerade acts on in stupor Group-laugh passes by on curve of crescendo then wanes and fades into the future. …
Nights Comfort Lost
They live on the corner, Both lost, but together known, Between the council house and the carpet shop They make-shift a kerbside home. She, drug-thin, snow-flake skin Barely hiding the little left within Yesterday’s jeans slip slight from her hips Yet undeterred and unrefined, she effs and blinds. He, blind-drunk, weaves and creaks …
Night Shifts
Night shifts slow down in the small hours. The Ward so dim I can barely see As I watch you, watching me. What thoughts, in conjuncture, trip and spark As you gaze lightly through the dark. One of us is lost, one disturbed The other quietly observes the absurd I wonder where the line …
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