Lying

Waiting
Estimating
What my day will be imitating

Lying
Trying
To imagine myself flying

To where it all seems free
I'm not restricted by me
The air is clear
And everyone seems so near
That I can simply reach out
Having suspended all doubt
Where none are alone
Not just a screen on a phone
And everything will be forgotten
Not have the stench of something rotten

Know
I know
That I can't make it so

So lying
Trying
To stop that piece of me dying

Running out

When you run out of words
What do you say
Can't describe anything
At all, in any way

When you run out of chat
What do you do
When you've lost the connection
With those around you

Seems it's quite brittle
When you thought it was strong
Feels almost unknown
Instead of your favourite song

That link, those ties
The hold you in good stead
Calm you down when
You might be losing your head
Those close, you'd call friends
Suddenly seem far away
Such a great distance
Opened up on this day

Is it them, or is it me
I can't answer right now
Can't get to the bottom of
My words somehow

So I'll be quiet, I will
Think I should zip myself shut
Don't want to linger
And just moan and tut

Watch for me later though
I'll return in a while
When I'm not a grumpy bastard
And might be wearing a smile

Middle ground

Somewhere between the highest heights
And the deepest of the lows
Lies a tempting no-man's-land
Where views do not oppose

Frank and friendly reside in there
Without hiding their thoughts away
Free to air almost anything
At any time of day

But we don't go there much
Or never, if truth be told
Live life at the far extremes
Of boiling hot or freezing cold

Raging storm or sunny skies
There's little in between
I long for that middle ground
Where the grass is ever green

Will I ever reach Utopia
Or will apathy reign supreme
Tired from the rollercoasters
That take me to each extreme

I'll sign off with my words now
Hope you understand
I feel a trip back to those depths
Very close at hand

Why

Ever wondered why
The sky's so blue
Or the snow's so white
The clouds a beautiful colour
As day drifts in to night

Have you stopped to ponder
The passing of the hours
Sand slipping through your fingers
You can't hold on
Nothing lingers

Walk a little
Run some more
Do your duty
Complete your chore
Pause for breath
If there's a chance
There might not be
Time left to dance

Ever marvelled at
The colour of the sea
From teal to green to deepest blue
Is it just light reflecting
That's fooling you

Is light refracting
As it winds it's way to me
Confusing me somehow
Shaping everything
So I don't understand it now

Run a little
Then run again
'Till you feel
Every ache and pain
Pause for breath
If you dare
All you can touch
And taste is air

Wednesday words

Dishwasher hasn't finished yet
So I'll drop a little verse
Describe something I can't release
Verbally, I'd be too terse

Now normally it's water
That just runs of this duck's back
But I guess the cold last winter
Has opened up a little crack

That has stayed fast throughout the summer
And widened over time
Which now leads me to have to write
My frustration out in rhyme

May be I need the engineering help
Of one John McAdam
May be he can be my saviour
Stop me throwing toys out of my pram

Want to smooth out the surface
Tired of this bumpy ride
The mean and moody skies above
Bring me down inside

I'll take myself a deep breath
Slowly count to ten
Pray that salvation finds me
Before the beast returns again

The drying cycle's finished now
I'd better go unload
I'll clear out more than just the washer tonight
Now I've penned it out in code

Silent Sunday

Promised Land

Thunder rumbles overhead
But this is all man-made
Machines thump and then they bump
And for all of which we've paid

Changes ring out all around
To our little abode
Big differences we all can see
From the grass across the road

Will it bring utopia
Streaming through our front door
Or will it all remain the same
A dull and grinding chore

I hope it is the former
I pray for all our sakes
We all find a new lease of life
A great difference that it makes

The upheaval will continue though
For probably quite some time
But I'll keep you all updated
Through the grit and grime

So stop by occasionally to see
How we have changed our little lives
And say the words with me I implore
That sanity soon arrives