Winsome

Affable, amiable
All to the good
Draw in the audience
Just as he should
Handsome and charming
Crowd-pleading smile
All part of the amour
The cunning, the guile

When does the actor
Step away from the role
Where does the player
Go to save his soul

Look in the mirror
At what you've become
So effortlessly charming
Suave and handsome
Go see for yourself
For what needs to be done
Are you ready for tomorrow
Whatever may come
Don't clam up and fall silent
Too late to play dumb
Victim of your success
Or is it failure, my chum
No use complaining
Or banging the drum
Take a look at the path
And where you came from

But I'm no help, friendly as I may be
For I'm as captured and winsome as thee

Revelations revealing
More than is good
Shows the hero to be
Just some robbing hood
That debonair air and
Self-deprecating style
Can only be hidden
For a short while

When does the actor
Give up on his soul
Knowing there's nothing
Besides playing this role

Look in the mirror
At what you've become
So effortlessly charming
Suave and handsome
Go see for yourself
For what needs to be done
Are you ready for tomorrow
Whatever may come
Don't clam up and fall silent
Too late to play dumb
Victim of your success
Or is it failure, my chum
No use complaining
Or banging the drum
Take a look at the path
And where you came from

But I'm no help, friendly as I may be
For I'm as captured and winsome as thee

First

Remember the first time
That it happened to you
The fear, the excitement
Of doing something new

Tell me, do you recall
Every step that you made
Did you feel the elation
Of making the grade

Did it go as you planned
Did they all understand
Need a helping hand
Was it ever so grand
Were you on the high wire
Filled with emotion, desire
Like your heart could never tire
And your breath n'er expire

I remember a few firsts
But won't share all here with you
Some should be a secret
Telling's not the thing to do

But elation, emotion
Were in plentiful amounts
And I was there with my all
I guess that's what really counts

And looking back at them
I remember those firsts well
But this is here and now
In history I won't dwell

They might have gone as planned
And they did understand
I sure did need a hand
For I'm never bold or grand
So with a nod to the past
And with flag pinned to mast
I'll admit my die's cast
It's not first that matters, but last

Maelstrom

It's blowing really hard out there
I can hear the gusts
Realise it's only 3am
Shake my head in slight disgust

Trees are being battered
Items blown down the street
The noise and the turmoil
Is not the slightest bit discreet

I'm up with poorly six year old
But in truth was awake before
Something feels 'not quite right'
But what that is I'm not quite sure

So I'll tend to her needs now
As the maelstrom rages loud
See if spirits can be lifted
Not all resigned and bowed

Dusk

Seasons melt in to each other

Daylight's slipping fast

Happens so quick you barely realise

Summer's finally passed

Colours change

Without a word or mention

It's almost like

You weren't paying enough attention

And every morning

Seems very slow to start

Feels like each day is missing 

It's energy, belief or heart

The faces that surround me

Turn silent as dusk descends

Relationships evaporate

With no way to make amends

Chasing down blind alleys

Looking all around

My footfalls echo here and there

But you make no sound

Wishing I could bring an end

To the listless night

Hope the brightness of the day

Makes everything all right

As the internal battle rages

The doubt and uncertainty

Are thoughts that are carried out on waves

That wash right over me

Emotions change

And I can feel your apprehension

Wishing I could bring some light

To relieve the stress and tension

The faces that surround me

Fold inwards as dusk descends

Relationships begin to free-fall

With no way to make amends

Chasing down blind alleys

Looking all around

My footfalls echo here and there

But you make no sound

Wishing I could bring an end

To the listless night

Hope the brightness of the day

Makes everything all right

I love the dusk

How the sun slips from the sky

Leaving a thousand cloudy colours

That really catch my eye

I love the dusk

But not the emotion that it brings

Makes me feel all inside-out

And changes so many things


Picture courtesy of @AndyBold

Motion

Am I standing still
Or twirling around
Stationary
Or racing faster than sound

Hard to know
Everything's such a blur
Seems my heart and mind
Can't concur

Pacing, chasing
My tail all the while
No hint, or a glint
Of the tiniest smile
Lost in the depths
Of passion and emotion
Stuck forever
In perpetual motion

Speedo says sixty
But I feel I'm in reverse
Tortured and teased
By an unending curse

Circumstances
Are just bringing me down
Like I'm walking on quicksand
When I want firmer ground

Pacing, chasing
Myself all the time
No hint, or a glint
Of safety in rhyme
Lost in the depths
Of passion and emotion
Stuck forever
In perpetual motion