THE VIEW FROM A CAFE

The cool winter sun,
Casting shadows dark.
Playing hide and seek,
With sand pits in the park.

Flowers on the trees,
Shades of grey and white.
White ,the smile of love,
Grey , the fear of it.

Keeping with the pretence,
That life is standing still,
I wait a million years,
To say all i feel.

Words may mean a lot,
But it's easier to speak.
Easier than feeling,
And letting on in deed.

LOVE SONG

I live my life and long,
Live by the words of a song.
Song of love,
Song of heartache,
Or maybe a song of hope.
The words are a blur,
But the feeling quite clear.


Every once in awhile,
Life comes full circle.
And the song is played again.
My heart feels a drain,
No emotion left to hold onto,
No charm no ambition.

Then long after yet again,
I hear the words,
An unfamiliar tune,
But the emotion,the same.
I try to run so i may not drown.
But there it is, the hope of love,
Better things to come?
And try as i may,
I cannot get away.