Short Musings

Some short musings of creativity that are bouncing round my head…

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You will see me- if you look closely- in the darkness amongst the stars.

First and foremost, I need to look after me.

Are you strong enough?

Fight or flight?

What are you missing out on by letting your fear(s) rule you?

Take the leap.

Let’s fall in love,

even if it drives us mad.

“Let’s fall in love?”

“Even if it drives us insane?”

“I would rather sit in insanity with you than be sane without.”

Be present.

be.

of our being

For some poetry is the place to be

An escape-

ism

from the prism we have found ourselves in

 

the twirling

the whirling

the unrelentless blurring

of the lines

between reality and the alternate world(s)

 

A world that is scourged with

doubt with

pain, poverty,

power

 

but what we often fail to see

as we fall aimlessly is the beauty

 

the beauty of this earth, this home, this being

 

Us being

experiencing

the highs

the lows

the love

the loss

The unspeakable woes

The unstoppable boughs

Of the branches of our being

 

of our being

 

Watch it sprout

Grow

Flourish

And nourish

Our human need of being.

Of being.

Just.

Being.

 

Their Thoughts

Spiralling

Out of control

They cascade 

down this dark canvas

Overturned

Ricochet  

against the depths of despair

And lurk

Lurk behind the closing door

no rhyme or reason

can justify their

hat- red 

for race

for gender

for sexuality…

…differences

of being

For they are the prism

Stuck behind the kaleidoscope of their own colourless thoughts

The cage

They refuse to open 

To allow invitation

into the land of freedom of expression

for they keep schtum 

Afraid to run

To free- dom

Fear to be anything but ‘normal’
Staid
Relay the hate with speech

The future generations’ realisation 

(Plural)

is needed to not be

oppressed and overturned with overtones of

regret

For all the things that they could be

that they should be 

That they would- have- been. 

Escape

This is the view I can see right now:

  
I am in Escape resort, on Mae Nam beach in Koh Samui, what an apt name. I am enthralled by the sounds of the crashing waves, the occasional splash of a swimmer, the light breeze tentatively turning the pages of my notebook; the taste and smell of the salty sea, mixed with the factor 50 to protect me from the hot touch of the strong sun that beats down from a cloud-dotted, blue sky. 

And when my mind is plagued with thoughts that I can’t help but think, I look out to the greenish blue escape that lays before my eyes, stretching far beyond the reach of my sight and know that there is much more out there to discover, and my mind empties of thoughts…and is filled with the blues and greens of escape.