Sentry

She sits, watching the world go by, through steely green eyes. She observes everything, misses nothing. Always there, this perceptive sentry of a fleeting history. Each day passing, leaving a trailing memory. A living depository, if only she could share what she sees; a cunning vedette. Observing all aspects of life, she will never forget.

Ballerina

Platinum toes & high-arched soles point towards a disciplined dream. Pirouette after pirouette, dancing the pas de deux, is what their lives are lived for. But… they tear their muscles, practising day and night, tying and untying silky, smooth ribbons. Each day it starts again, reaching for a D-R-E-A-M that is long-stretched because perfection definesContinue reading “Ballerina”

Me

I am my anxieties, my fears, my quirks, my hopes and my dreams. Aspirations may flutter by, changed by what I think and see; yet they are still a part of me. I am my beliefs, my thoughts, my wishes, my strengths and my weaknesses. Experiences may come and go, people I meet, places IContinue reading “Me”

Today

Locked in a cage of our own making. The push and pull of life has ceased, replaced with a strange half-world guided by disease. Our fears multiply like the virus outside. But hope still resides, in that safe space: our heart-homes. Not alone; thousands, millions, billions all together, but apart, still full of hope.

Fleeting

Life is fleeting, you try to catch it in a moment. Elusive and tricky, it escapes your grasp. You seize it, release it, and want it back again. Only to despair. For it’s flown its cage; fleeing your snare. Life isn’t yours, it’s borrowed; you have to share. Making way for the new. They’ll startContinue reading “Fleeting”