Posts Tagged ‘intersections’


Views of your kingdom
Shared with friends
Like minded fellows
Here till the end
Clarity of journey
Implanted by unsaid
Collusion of thought
Plans etched with care
Together always
No matter distance
Or explorations vein
Return to the kingdom
Ruled by  choice
Strength of the group
Will preveil


Wonder bestowed
The miracle of birth
The months of worry
Vanish at once
One vulnerable soul
Naked and fresh
Explodes in to a world
Alien and strange

Tierd and weak
Mother struggles too smile
Tears flood freely
Joy encapsulated inside
Father so masculine
Now a blubbering mess
Fearful of damaging
This delicate frame

To nurture and tend
To their child’s every need
Protector to nurse
discipline and friend
Years of joy
Hardships and pains
Shaping of futures
With knowledge’s guidance
Years of their learning
Past freely too you

Soaking it in
Sponge like and new
Growing so fast
In physical and mental hue
Growing wiser and braver
With every faltering step
New boundaries met
And leapt clean with support
Days and years pass
Each day is a new
On the treadmill off life
Programmed just for you

From new-born to adult
Set you up for life
From infant to student
Teenager to father new
You’ll be our children
No matter how old
We love without condition
The unwritten code
Our blessed offspring
Wonderous and new
Our time and devotion
We bestow freely for you


Twisted contortions
Laid true and honestly
By hands of many on the gangs
Consepualities of transportations muse
Interlocking and transending spaces
Clickety clack of motions sound track
People buffered from place to place
Birth of idealistic Contentions
Individualised transparencies free
Life’s contained within these shuttles
Realism and mindfulness gaze
Journeys physical and mentaly endured
Destinations in time and space
Tickets purchased and punched Dailly
Never knowing where we will end
Socialisation and conformation
Freedoms push against the norm
Alight for this journey or hold on tight
On the train or minds in flight

Life bitter sweet

Posted: December 3, 2014 in Random
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      The fruits of labour’s
      Sweet and sour
      Laid in our bowls
      Free to be devoured
      Bright and comforting
      Filled with suprises
      Seeds and pips soft insides
      Bitter taste with sweet sensations
      Easy on the eye and vibrant colours
      Mixed and varied our eclectic choices