Merry Christmas

My path

Piano beat
Breath
Alone
Running
Signs
Long words
Lost in the beat
Symbols appearing
Meaning everything
And nothing
Another breath
Where was I
It is now a memory
Running
Lines
Houses from the past
Streets make my life
Memories thread all over me
Lost
Shaking shoulders
Not forgotten
With me forever
Hatred
Distress
The beat changes
Not my fault
Left behind
Move on
Passing memories
Moving forward
Positive
Future
No changing
Fast
Time taken
Relief
Relief
Relief
Relief
Relief
Relief
Relief
Relief
Relief

What would you think

And if you were in the room
Giving birth to the world
And you could hear a piano
People demanding
But your job was to
Bear humanity
And you thoughts go
Through the earth and
Pass onto your children
What would you think
Would you think
War
Peace
Love
Anger
Positive
Major
Fine
Strong
Live
Beat
Hate
Line

Love Haiku

The winter is gone
Bright sun smothers the sky blue
Love is found today

You're the Voice

Left to..

The beat thumps
I remember back
A tear drops
An umbrella slides
I run to the street
I see everyone
And everything
Crying and anger
The guitar strum
A generation in my net
My leg bounces
In anticipation
As I remember
What this song
Means
And there is no fright
There is just
Listening to the song
That I nearly
Left to......


Inspired by Bob Sinclair - Soul Generation