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Valley
Looking out over
bare trees,
Sunlight sparkles
on frosty carpet.
Smoke rises
from deep below.
Or is it mist ?
Drifting
My vision blurs
Despite the beauty
I'm not at peace.
Something troubles
this paradise.
The silence is heavy
Oddly no birdsong...
Then
Sudden
Thunder
Or is it ?
Only then do i see them
Strung out in a line...
Hunters
Emerging slowly from below...
They've come to
Kill
What ?
Surely not !
Their dogs are yapping,
Sudden wing beats,
Violent flapping,
Bang bang bang
Squawking, honking
& it's all over...
I'm bolt upright
Sweating.
Heartbeat racing,
Temples thumping...
Then realisation slowly
dawns,
Only a daymare...
Just my demons
Within
Come to play
in my mind's
Valley.
Patrick D Thomas
06th January 2008
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Likes
Likes
looking for answers nobody hears,
listening for questions nobody sees,
waiting for a silent frenzy,
watching blindness as it blows through my room,
eating meringues that fall like a stone,
pistachio ice cream on snow covered peak,
flying on a carpet by my front door,
juggling turnips as I stand by the pool,
wrestling teddy bears down on the beach,
staring through mountains of jelly,
as the paper ducks fly north by north-west,
shooting to the moon in my rocking chair,
singing the blues in an empty pot,
watering the plants in a bright orange jacket,
showering with petals of fur,
throwing a Frisbee in outer space,
these are some of the things that I like...
and drenched by the sun, or dried by the rain,
I like to put my shoes on my head...
can anybody tell me what they like to do ?
Patrick D Thomas
23rd September 2009
looking for answers nobody hears,
listening for questions nobody sees,
waiting for a silent frenzy,
watching blindness as it blows through my room,
eating meringues that fall like a stone,
pistachio ice cream on snow covered peak,
flying on a carpet by my front door,
juggling turnips as I stand by the pool,
wrestling teddy bears down on the beach,
staring through mountains of jelly,
as the paper ducks fly north by north-west,
shooting to the moon in my rocking chair,
singing the blues in an empty pot,
watering the plants in a bright orange jacket,
showering with petals of fur,
throwing a Frisbee in outer space,
these are some of the things that I like...
and drenched by the sun, or dried by the rain,
I like to put my shoes on my head...
can anybody tell me what they like to do ?
Patrick D Thomas
23rd September 2009
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