Books

A new page 

smells clean fresh, like a duvet

where will it take me, what is this story going to say

a world of fiction turned real

I watch on to see what the story reveals

I can feel the words envelop

as the plot develops,

delivering me new insights, like a postman giving out letters

told by some magical storyteller

the characters burst from the seams

like floating images of faraway dreams

each a face only I can recognise

created with my mind’s eye

The environments mesmerising, internalised I can see for miles

with internal eyes I can see the lead smile

I can feel their fear, the love, the passion

their heartbeat as they run whilst around a war is crashing

or a monster is chasing, a murderer needs catching

the action, deftly dealt out like a deck of cards

each turn could spell a risk or reward

The adventure, the mystery, who will survive

who was the perpetrator of the crime?

So many questions will it be a happy ending, will the love thrive?

I turn another page and back in I dive

Be it comedy or crime

tragedy, horror or fantasy

the world inside is mine

like a universe away in tranquillity

Thanks for reading.

pace and love.

Kyle.

Post It Note

Post it notes, torn yellowed edges

worn old photos lost their memories

Now just pictures of people and places

can’t quite place the faces

just images in a dream

under the waters of a steady stream

they ripple in front of me

they distort and morph, blending into obscurity

 

Frayed edges say stay out 

stray thoughts fizzle into doubt

Locked in as a world passed me by

now I’m living in a time that is not mine

So close to breaking

Can feel the bonds straining

cracking against the weight

pulling me right back to face my fate

Close to snapping

I hear bony fingers tap, tap, tapping

can feel the worn edges

lost in a maze of thorny hedges and high ledges

My mind an elastic band pulled tight, beginning to fray 

The smallest Knick will split its threads, I live day by day

Like a rope - threads wearing thin

worn against a sharpened knifes edge

the strands starting to stretch

unless it is mended and returned to its prime  

the weight will snap it, leaving me alone in time

So close to collapse like a building with no support

The foundations flawed, the walls distort

The ground unsteady, in a quake zone

The building standing too tall, too prone

So close to dropping, feel like running

like a tap on full flow, I feel the drain pulling

Somewhere no-one can find me

just me and my friend solitary

So close to the edge

at the summit but the rain is pummelling

I feel one step would send me plummeting

So, I step back, hide away for a while

Digest the setbacks, try to regain my smile

Thanks For Reading

Peace And Love

Kyle.

 

Not enough time

Not enough hours in a day

when you take away

the moments thinking of you

hours spin like the minute hands ticking through

not enough time

to find words that rhyme

with how you set my mind ablaze

not enough hours in our days

Not enough time to count the ways

I want to praise, let my words stroke your ears

a week can fly in just a few beats

but it can drag when you’re not here

it's all out of sync, I've hit a brick wall

I just want to give my heart

I'd let tell you all, every smile raised every tear that falls

not enough hours in a week

to share all the words, I want to speak

or hear the words I seek

spoken to me in tones so sweet

Not enough hours in a year

I could double our time here

and it still wouldn't be near

I want to spend eternity,

listening to you reach inside

I want to fly by your side

as future tides wash away sands of yesterday

not enough hours in a year

a million more wouldn't be enough I'd say

Not enough time

just never enough time

the list of things I want to share

the places we could travel

the thoughts we could air

moments of bliss as we unravel

into each other’s arms as the day turns to night

not enough time, before the stars blink out of sight

before the sun shuts down to retire

in one final burst of fire

not enough hours in this universe

for all the love that you deserve

Thanks For Reading.

Peace & Love.

Kyle.