If you lived forever,Would you pick up every stone on the beach?Skim them across the sea,Then wait for them to return. If you lived forever,Would you fell every tree in the forest?Fill the earth with seeds,Then watch as they grow. If you lived forever,Would you summit every mountain?Dip your hands in the clouds,Then count every … Continue reading Counting Stars
Tag: Poetry
Gone
The trees will still stand when you’re gone, grass will still sway and the flowers will bloom. The ground will still nourish when you’re gone, your dreams will be lost to the earth. The wind will still blow when you’re gone, your love will sail the world. I will not be here, when you’re gone.
Judderman
With sickened tale and twisted hymnsWith screeching wail, the darkness singsWith sense on rise and spine a tingleThe cries in you do start to mingleWith instinct high, to hide and cowerThe time for it to start devourWith movement fast, the dark despairThe only chance, to run like hare With fleet in you, the hells aboundYou … Continue reading Judderman
Untitled Scraps
Sometimes, I don’t wear my glasses - just to keep the world blurry.
One Day
I sat in the earth one day. Amongst the roots and the worms, I shook hands with the moles and made friends with the rats. I dug below the crust and drank in the magma, grappled with the iron core and slowed the spin. If your watch runs funny, that’s me. I explored the mountains … Continue reading One Day
