I roam from town to town without a frown - not just any town and not just in a country - could be abroad or it could be at home, but it could be anywhere that would give me a loan, even for just a few pennies, which would be plenty and at least I … Continue reading From Town to Town
Four Walls
Staring at four walls, never looking for the door. Just staying inside - my little place to hide - to keep everyone at bay. Feeling rather secure in a place to call my own: not like a prison cell, which could only be described as hell, and certainly not the best place to dwell. So … Continue reading Four Walls
Time To Die
Time to die, and time to cry but never a time to reason why. But let's live in hope for things to get better and forget about the weather and even pain and suffering Just live for today and leave people as they may - friends for a time and enemies never. And carry on … Continue reading Time To Die
Is There A Day
Is there a day? Is there a tomorrow? Or is there just a world with sorrow - just tears to cry and no one to say goodbye to. Are we just living in a world that doesn't share or doesn't even want to care? But me, I'll just carry on in silence, hoping there'll be … Continue reading Is There A Day
No Longer Around
Remember me when I'm no longer around. Rember me when the light begins to fade. My spirit will live on in hearts and souls, and I will never be forgotten by those who I knew. These words I tell you are all too true. So remember what I am saying, and do not forget the … Continue reading No Longer Around
What Do You Say
What do you say? What do you do? Take no notice and that is true. Pretend I don't exist, or look for the nearest exit. Escape if you must, otherwise turn to dust. Or run and hide where you can never be found. Whichever you decide, you must remember this - I'm glad that you'll … Continue reading What Do You Say
Far Across the Sea
Was it so far across the sea? All I can say was that it hadn't seemed like miles to me. But without my binoculars, my vision was blurred but noises I had heard - like a foghorn in the night, led me to have a fright. But what could I do? Vanish without a trace? … Continue reading Far Across the Sea
Trick or Treat
The nights are becoming short and Holloween is fast approaching. Witches, ghouls and ghosts are getting set to become our hosts but as the witching hour gets near, I'm beginning to wonder if it is time to steer well clear - maybe run to the hills, preventing me from seeing trick-or-treaters, getting their thrills.
Never Time
There's never time to sit and write, even if I stay up all night, listening to the stillness and silence, hoping I'm not living in a world of violence - or one that doesn't care or lets me stay around to even dare. But sit and write I must try, and never let my hopes … Continue reading Never Time
Not Listening
They are not listening, but do I care? If they don't want to know, let them dare or stare into the night with all their might. But not let them come near, not for a second Make them stay away - and leave me alone forever and a day. All I want is to be … Continue reading Not Listening