A day spent in the warm embrace, my brothers, sisters and me, I see you, you see me; locked in embrace like we were meant to be, Moments I did spend broken, for my once removed brothers and sisters in Timor Leste, Peace to my brothers and my sisters, for were all once, Separated by … Continue reading Soul connection.
All my life I believed that I didn't deserve nutri-grain, that I couldn't obtain nutri-grain; a childhood spent deprived of such luxuries. I never thought I'd be captain, I never thought I'd rise above. A life spent missing the mark, falling short, the usual story of trauma and unrealised potential. Experiences that shaped me, that … Continue reading Weetbix and sugar,
It's a strange thing to be constantly misunderstood, You speak your words and they hear me as if I were speaking in tongues, Maybe I'm an alien, from a galaxy far far away, Maybe one day I'll find my spaceship and fly far far away.
Suddenly, as if it were injected into me, a thick black veil falls over me; I feel the black dog walking behind me. The black dog, the inescapable feeling that lingers in the recesses of my mind; the ever present feeling that follows me through life. Deeply rooted in the past, in my sadness and … Continue reading The Black Dog.
Sometimes words escape me.
To feel is such a beautiful thing. Pain and joy are one and of the same; both are born from the same energy, and it is in the same space do we become aware of each. Both are born instantaneously, they are born of the ether, apparently apparating into existence. They appear and without notice … Continue reading The marionette.
What would ye say to the half-slain hero? Would thou house him, even for just a night? Doth thou have beer to quench his thirst? Perhaps a bed for him to rest his head, even just for a night? Innkeeper, please spare him a thought, for the half-slain hero is stuck between hell and highwater; … Continue reading The hero’s lullaby.