Contrasted Cliffs

In layers of scratches and incisions

your form evolves along the bumps and bends,

shaped by passing time and man's decisions

where sturdy lives may meet their crumbling ends.

But amongst the chalk, granite and the sand

there is something of beauty to be found,

for throughout the differences of the land

it's all anchored by the same common ground.

So let age not define your sense of self

nor be it the colour you have been formed,

you are not your possessions or your wealth

but sculpted by the beliefs you have formed.

Do not discriminate texture or tone

but see beauty in all kinds of stone.

#Sunsets

Sunset in a mirror
rusting into memory
of a day gone by.

Corners

Half-light
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e      m      p      t      y
                                    cor
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                                       e
                                       r
                                       s
like fingers on metal bars
and seeping in, you
illuminated the - idea -
of a world passing by
                                                                    outside,
awaiting analysis and accentuation, like the
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A Year

In winter's nights I see your shine

but in summer's days it's more divine.

My jaw just falls as footsteps spring

as I clasp onto a light that's mine.

I see with time the light wont fade 

but brighten with each moment made

as I seek into the the season; you

make my mind assured and less afraid.

So one short trip around the sun
is a lifetime of love, just begun.

As the sun, life revolves around you -

like the Earth, I am smiling and spun.

Aflame

Creases line their lears

across lamp-lit halls.

Amongst my flickering fears

its stony face falls.

It's crevices crossed

and my caution cast.

They bare their moulded teeth, mossed,

at my own, aghast.

Slipping to their soles

in pools filled with oil,

I find my heart full of holes,

pockets filed with soil.

Getting to my knees

it dowses my graze.

Gasoline caught in the breeze

burning out my daze.