Light

Lit a candle in the rain

watched the spluttering spark fight it out

Cupped my hands around it

the warmth, however slight cradled my fingers

It brightened up the gloom

cast the shadows to a corner

It wasn’t a fight that was to be won

It wasn’t a struggle to survive

It was just a moment, a dim yet warming, wavering light

a flame to be treasured in its short span of life

Light a candle in the rain

you know it’s going to go out sometime soon

But then

you can always strike another match, right?

An Ode to the Forlorn

Why do I care why do I even try

Why do I need to even wonder why

Knowing that it ended even before it began

Why do I feel let down, why is it so hard to understand

Shake it off, lift my head

try to walk away

The need in me, the want in me

begs me to stay

Tell myself to be strong

Easier said than done

I’ll understand if you explain

I’ll be man enough to take the pain

But don’t go away and not tell me why

Don’t run away without the clichéd goodbye

You might look away but you’ll see me out of the corner of your eye

Tell me, in the breath of the wind do you hear my soul sigh

once

there I was, legs firmly wrapped around a fantasy

here I am reeling from it still

once in a while life hands you a moment

i'll use it

live it

love it

but walk away when the truth sinks in

no regrets

no half baked lies

no surrender to the dark

in the moment; shine

walk away, head held high

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Life isn't for the faint of heart or the morally just. If you keep believing life's not going to unexpectedly kick you in the ass then you're going to get up off the ground wondering what the hell just happened. Better to be prepared to kick back. At least you get a fair fight that way.

The Visitor

This is it, I’m done

Close the book start again

Wait for the off chance that I might be proven wrong

Hold my breath? not that stupid my friend

Reality comes a banging

Beating on the door

Reluctantly let him in, offer him a drink

He puts his feet up on my coffee table

Sips his G & T and gives me a wry grin

Beaten again? He asks in that snide way of his

I shake my head, offer him a coaster

Not this time I say, I haven’t fallen down yet

You were here when it started

We made the bargain

I don’t need you here smirking with your offering of pity

There’s the door, see yourself out

I gesture with my head

He puts his drink down, spares me a smile

I’ll be back says he, doffing his hat

You’ll be seeing me when you admit the truth to yourself

Then he’s gone, the ice still melts in his drink

I sit where he sat, waiting for the knocking to start again