BATMAN'S WINGMAN, ROBIN CALLING!
“I sent him out half an hour ago for worms and he's still not back!”, says Robin ; 0)))
Using a little humour to lift my mood. Writing a little poetry for catharsis.
Connections ... (between my poems and pictures, music and quotes) … sometimes they may appear tenuous and inexplicable, but within the beauty of my mind they are inextricably linked.
People … I am very sensitive. I feel things deeply. Things that others may easily to be able to dismiss, may bring me down. I feel no need to explain or apologise for something that just is. I am just as God made me, but all things have consequences ...
Friends … those people who embrace me as I am and always bring the sun to my door. Thank you! <3
“If you want to fly in the sky, you need to leave the earth. If you want to move forward, you need to let go the past that drags you down.”
- Amit Ray
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=XpIKqeVaghg
INJOY – SOL SEPPY
I waited all day for the rain
the clouds hung heavily in the dark grey sky
I clung dreamily to my romantic reverie
and as the rain fell I let out a wistful sigh
my patience was rewarded
I did not wait in vain
the pitter-patter; spitting; lashing
on the skylight window pane
I pushed the Velux blind right up
and viewed the strange and eerie light
watched the big fat tear-shaped droplets
give themselves up without a fight
this melancholy mood of mine
this big black dog of Hemingway
I fight it hard to no avail
the beast will have me anyway
so I relax and settle down
upon the antique inherited settle
pick at the broderie anglaise
that lifts and crinkles and tests my mettle
idly my fingers trace the carvings
created in another land
the story that my uncle told me
so that I might understand
now he is gone and I am here
sitting on green faded velvet
the wonky leg that broke when I
stood on it; hung Christmas lights and felt it
give suddenly beneath my feet
I landed awkwardly
twisted my ankle and thought I broke it
but nothing at all showed up on the x-ray
all these thoughts and feelings crowd me
surround me and increase my mood
I want to sleep; my mind needs calming
it runs at speed; perhaps some food
to comfort me; to nourish me
to fill this bottomless void inside
then perhaps I'll drift and slumber
escape reality; I need to hide
the rain is slowing; the wind is rising
the noise they make is ever-changing
I love the wind; I love the rain
I love the shadows and the shining
some say it is a gift of mine
given to me after my childhood drowning
but sometimes it feels more like a curse
I try to laugh; my head is pounding
how can a name written on a page
affect my way of thinking so
I feel the sadness without reason
the déjà vu …
ditto ...
the echo
L E T T I N G G O …
blood-letting
go
will I fade into insignificance
or into mellow yellow …
- AP - Copyright © remains with and is the intellectual property of the author
Copyright © protected image please do not reproduce without permission
BATMAN'S WINGMAN, ROBIN CALLING!
“I sent him out half an hour ago for worms and he's still not back!”, says Robin ; 0)))
Using a little humour to lift my mood. Writing a little poetry for catharsis.
Connections ... (between my poems and pictures, music and quotes) … sometimes they may appear tenuous and inexplicable, but within the beauty of my mind they are inextricably linked.
People … I am very sensitive. I feel things deeply. Things that others may easily to be able to dismiss, may bring me down. I feel no need to explain or apologise for something that just is. I am just as God made me, but all things have consequences ...
Friends … those people who embrace me as I am and always bring the sun to my door. Thank you! <3
“If you want to fly in the sky, you need to leave the earth. If you want to move forward, you need to let go the past that drags you down.”
- Amit Ray
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=XpIKqeVaghg
INJOY – SOL SEPPY
I waited all day for the rain
the clouds hung heavily in the dark grey sky
I clung dreamily to my romantic reverie
and as the rain fell I let out a wistful sigh
my patience was rewarded
I did not wait in vain
the pitter-patter; spitting; lashing
on the skylight window pane
I pushed the Velux blind right up
and viewed the strange and eerie light
watched the big fat tear-shaped droplets
give themselves up without a fight
this melancholy mood of mine
this big black dog of Hemingway
I fight it hard to no avail
the beast will have me anyway
so I relax and settle down
upon the antique inherited settle
pick at the broderie anglaise
that lifts and crinkles and tests my mettle
idly my fingers trace the carvings
created in another land
the story that my uncle told me
so that I might understand
now he is gone and I am here
sitting on green faded velvet
the wonky leg that broke when I
stood on it; hung Christmas lights and felt it
give suddenly beneath my feet
I landed awkwardly
twisted my ankle and thought I broke it
but nothing at all showed up on the x-ray
all these thoughts and feelings crowd me
surround me and increase my mood
I want to sleep; my mind needs calming
it runs at speed; perhaps some food
to comfort me; to nourish me
to fill this bottomless void inside
then perhaps I'll drift and slumber
escape reality; I need to hide
the rain is slowing; the wind is rising
the noise they make is ever-changing
I love the wind; I love the rain
I love the shadows and the shining
some say it is a gift of mine
given to me after my childhood drowning
but sometimes it feels more like a curse
I try to laugh; my head is pounding
how can a name written on a page
affect my way of thinking so
I feel the sadness without reason
the déjà vu …
ditto ...
the echo
L E T T I N G G O …
blood-letting
go
will I fade into insignificance
or into mellow yellow …
- AP - Copyright © remains with and is the intellectual property of the author
Copyright © protected image please do not reproduce without permission