Future Perfect

Future Perfect…

Midnight strikes and a New Year is born

Brand new decade unwritten, unformed

Blank page turns, slate wipes clean

Nascent future pristine

Leaves the past dog-eared, tattered and torn…

Fandango’s One Word Challenge: Ending

The Sound of Seagulls

The sound of seagulls stirs me from my sleep

Their haunting cry a strangely sad lament

That speaks of old emotions strong and deep

Bereft with loss, they mourn with voices rent

With flurried wings they settle; vantage high

Their scrabbling claw-feet scratching sloping slate

I sense their presence, hear their plaintive cry

Strong harmonies like river-song in spate

But lying warm in bed I snuggle down

And pull the covers close with no delay

Beyond the curtains sunrise starts to crown

As night gives birth to amber skies of day

I dream of seagulls soaring high above

Protecting me with mournful songs of love… ❤

Uncivil War…

Uncivil War…

Forever plagued by ‘should’ and ‘ought’

Self-discipline so firmly taught

Just leaves me feeling overwrought –

A battleground I never sought.

So rigidly it binds me tight

Held captive by the thought of ‘right’

Internally I feud and fight –

But can’t escape, try as I might.

A childhood foe in adult skin

Craves self-approval from within

While fearing judgement outwards in –

Uncivil war I cannot win…