poetry
A Poem A Day #310: Away We Go
My Poem “Down Time”
What do you do when you have not got anything to do? Where do you go when you have not got anywhere to go? How do you spend the time you have that has not already been allocated to doing things like chores, commitments, family, shopping, or work? If you have the opportunity to do what you want what do you choose? Something that will make time go by fast, or something that will make time go slow? People who have an incredibly busy and frenetic work day may choose to spend their time off resting their feet, switching off their mind, while listening to music, while reading books, while playing games, or while watching films or something on TV, as they engage in escaping from reality. People who spend their time in their professional life perhaps wearing a uniform, or a shirt and tie from the hours of 9 to 5, might be among those inclined to do things that take them out of their comfort zone and push their senses and their instincts to the limit... people who don't get to do any physical activity during their working week might get up on a weekend morning and immediately feel drawn to go to the gym, to go for a bike ride, or to go for a walk or a run just so they can feel the exhilaration of revitalising their body, their mind, and their spirit. For some people, when they have time to spare, they like to bond with their family while doing something that love to share, whether that is an indoor or an outdoor activity - however just as long as they are within close proximity to one another and having fun that is all that matters and even if it is raining they would rather be with who they want to be with, where they want to be, and doing what gives their life meaning... for some people the moments when they are not thinking about others are few and far between, and that is why they do not get the chance to close their eyes and think about what they might want to do for themselves - but even those people who work all hours that God sends in order to provide for their family do find brief seconds and minutes to make the most of the gift of some "down time" which always picks them back up again.
A Poem A Day #309: Star Stuff
A Poem A Day #308: The Falcon
My Poem “Taken”
Over the years I have taken people on a journey with me... over the years I have literally held the hand of people and guided them to places and to things that are important to me... over the years I have told people things that only they would know about me... over the years I have opened the mind of people to what is impossible, and I too have been fascinated by what happens when there is a coming together of many feelings, emotions, colours, and expressions of what makes a difference to the way that people live, love, think, and believe. Over the years I have always been someone who goes that extra mile... over the years I have always been someone who would rather leave a lasting impression in the form of a smile... over the years I have always been someone who would spend time doing something that I knew in the long run would be worthwhile... over the years I have always been someone who knew that there was always more to be known about the substance of something or someone rather than their style. Over the years I have felt drawn to things, to places, to people from the moment that I have awoken... over the years I have felt as if I am only able to keep ahold of some things for a short amount of time before they are forsaken... over the years I have felt found, abondoned, made whole, and then broken... over the years I have felt and I have seen change happen right in front of me, I have experienced the arrival of hope and joy before my eyes, I have made the most of every moment that I have been given and I always try to return the favour of whatever or whomever I meet wherever I find myself being taken.
A Poem A Day #307: My Favourite Poet
A Poem A Day #306: Foreverland
My Poem “Feel”
I will never change... I will forever be the same... my heart is my heart, my face is my face... I have felt soaked through to the bone by the fallen raindrops of the rain... I have felt burned as if by a fire infinite flames... I have felt pain as if I have been shot in chest by a gun... I have felt inspiration like a light-bulb literally turned on in my brain and showed me things that used to be hidden... I have felt exhilaration like the g-force that pins a fighter pilot in the ejector-seat of their cockpit... I have felt the tender touch of a child... I have felt the powerful kiss of a lover... I have felt the happiness of a true smile... I have felt myself be pulled up and over... I have felt the sadness of being forgotten... I have felt more alive than ever whenever someone has told me that to them I am important... I have felt the world stop... I have felt the time disappear in a flash... I have felt alone and lost... I have felt the present eclipse the past... I have felt so many instances of hope come to me as if they were a film being projected in my imagination through the lens of my dreams that always allow me to see what was, what is, and what could be... I have felt things that have reinvigorated me that are unquestionably the real deal... I have felt things that I wish everybody could feel.
