A Moment
A moment
A moment of loss
A glimmer of relief
A turn towards the worse
The turning of a new leaf
Crumbling of the past
Forging a new path
Momentary loss of heart
Jon Collins
Word weaver, song singer, pattern whisperer, baker and candlestick maker.
Looking out
Looking Out
Looking out in that moment, he saw only fragments
Of unfulfilled dreams, of once-idealistic intentions
That came as a flow, once rushing, then slowed,
Pooling of thoughts into clever compartments
For David
For David
These words aren't the ones that I wanted to write
The coffee cup curves round my hand as I struggle
To capture my thoughts, perhaps with a poetic lilt
All That I Hope
All that I hope
All that I hope is that, somewhere beyond
The realms of our thinking
New truths, new factors are still to be found
Connections between what we know to be
Wallow
I wallow in the muck of self-induced calamity
Options never taken, they illustrate complicity
In choosing what is broken, I define a way to be
Choked with the unspoken, drunk on insobriety