Tree line
Aug 9 2011
Through the woods
An ocean beckons
A life as clean
And free
As the waters
That await
Beyond the tree line
Of this blackening forest
The light of promise
Struggles through
Scarring branches
Revealing
An indirect path
To a place wherein
The sun will
Never set
Some day
Some how
Somewhere
Beyond the trees
Darkness and deceit
Will no longer veil
This love
born of fate
And bound by perseverance
Copyright Simon Wright 2011
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Friday, October 28, 2011
Patience, that virtue
Watching the clock
Fending off
Anxieties and fears
With blind trust
Feigning an ongoing
Attempt
To separate
Church and state
Idling on a
Solemn promise
That sooner or later
Our life will no longer
Have conflict
Our love will thrive
And we will live
As we should
Not how our demons dictate
Together
Life and death
Honest
Earned
and fulfilled
Copyright Simon Wright 2011
Watching the clock
Fending off
Anxieties and fears
With blind trust
Feigning an ongoing
Attempt
To separate
Church and state
Idling on a
Solemn promise
That sooner or later
Our life will no longer
Have conflict
Our love will thrive
And we will live
As we should
Not how our demons dictate
Together
Life and death
Honest
Earned
and fulfilled
Copyright Simon Wright 2011
Caller Unknown
09-16-2010
Day in day out
I wait for the phone to ring
for the voice
To simply say:
It’s all over
Everyone who has loved you
And everything you will love
Is dead,
and gone.
Your fears are very real.
This is Life.
This is my Life....
... the one I run from
day in day out.
Copyright Simon Wright 2010
09-16-2010
Day in day out
I wait for the phone to ring
for the voice
To simply say:
It’s all over
Everyone who has loved you
And everything you will love
Is dead,
and gone.
Your fears are very real.
This is Life.
This is my Life....
... the one I run from
day in day out.
Copyright Simon Wright 2010
Whiskey & Cipralex
Nov 12 2010
Sharpened by candle light
Cloaked in the subsequent
Absence of light
Featureless faces converse
Uttering a static din
Of conversation
Pointless
Vapid
Idealistic
Empty words
Unaware and unwitting
Of their mortality
Their human shapes
Shift and manifest
As though their
Existence
Has any meaning
Animated corpses drift
Through days and nights
Struggling against reality
Only to die
Already dead
They try …
… drifting through …
Copyright Simon Wright 2010
Nov 12 2010
Sharpened by candle light
Cloaked in the subsequent
Absence of light
Featureless faces converse
Uttering a static din
Of conversation
Pointless
Vapid
Idealistic
Empty words
Unaware and unwitting
Of their mortality
Their human shapes
Shift and manifest
As though their
Existence
Has any meaning
Animated corpses drift
Through days and nights
Struggling against reality
Only to die
Already dead
They try …
… drifting through …
Copyright Simon Wright 2010
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