Ripilling water intensifying my insanity

I hear the bubbling creek Through my window does it sing, Of energies passing each day Of the life that it brings. I hear the bubbling creek It’s soothing tranquil call, My minds becomes weak and hazy As the creek takes me into its thrall. I hear the bubbling creek Each and every day, My…

White bunnies jumping in the sea

White bunnies jump across the sea Tails made of foaming bubbles, Tiny bodies bound on the water Smiling faces ready to cause trouble. They swarm boats with white froth A cloud of snow lining ships, Rabbits bouncing from vessel to vessel High enough to cause an eclipse. Hitting the shores with a crash Seafoam dancing…

A British countryside covered in white

A layer of icing sugar Shook from the clouds, Mists of white drenching the hills Out come the roaring crowds. The sticky cold freezing my feet My hands, my cheeks, my toes, Triple layers of everything I look like a wiggling pile of throws. Snowflakes dance as they fall Tiny crystal edges sparkling in the…

An unbearable weight on my mind

Why did I do it Oh why, oh why, Pressure was poured on me To eat that last mince pie. I feel stupid Surrounded by festive lights, My stomach too full to eat a morsel Yet the table is littered with delights. My family bring more to the table Puddings with cream and tart fruit…

The clouds are loitering

The clouds are loitering Their watchful gaze mocking, Sheets start to twist The fabric rocking. Winds create¬†crinkles In fabric meant to dry, I press my face to the cold window And look up to the sky. The heaven opens A haze of droplets creating waves, I run through the garden Grabbing handfuls of fabric I…

Years passing with the haze of the christmas lights

Christmas lights Signal the passing of time, Each twinkling ball A blend of my wasted prime. A haze of years Checkpointed by this day, A timeline created Ignoring my dismay. Grooves in my skin My body slowly deteriorating, Life getting snipped at slowly It is, if anything, motivating. A timer on my goals A clock…

The howl of the narcissistic wind

Branches battle against glass Trying to escape the wind’s grasp, Window is forced to slam open Chocking me, I rasp. Twigs sticking to my hair A nest forming in the locks, Twirls of dusted gusts It has stolen my voice box. I am mute Trapped in a whirlwind of stolen goods, The thundering noise forcing…

Leaves rusting to gold

Autumn has won Tiny beads of red burst beneath my feet, Leaves shrivelling into a sickly brown A horde of mush enveloping the street. Autumn has won The sun burning cold, Once blue sky now a smudged grey Green rusting into gold. Sludge

A forest burning with copper leaves

A world of red and orange Forests burning with death, The cries of the wounded a crackle on the wind Winter has created dragons breath. I jump, falling into piles of the dead Their bodies cushioning my fall, My sight is taken by bruning copper Winter has begun to call. The leaves whisper goodbye I…