Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Clutching a pebble Colourless and drab Until water hits And it springs to life A rainbow across Its pitted surface Laughing at our Ridiculous misconception. Tiny keeper of our history So old and so ignored A tale in every crack Every mark and scuff… Continue Reading “A Simple Stone”
Circle we dreamedSeen in a haze“One of these days…”We banished that phrase Circle we sawIn places we’d beenThat made us feel keenTo make what we’d seen Circle we drewGuidance from pastWe need it to lastSo steady, not fast Circle we builtStone out of sandSprouts… Continue Reading “Circle”