Jon Collins - Words, Pictures and Sounds (Page 7)

A Gentle Mist

24 Aug 2022 Poetry

A gentle mist of rain falls No bird song, only breeze Fragile, moist, the moss calls Takes its moment Glistens in the trees Clammy warmth, from sky to soil Damp salve against the

Write of What You Know

22 Aug 2022 Poetry

Write of what you know, they said. So I wrote Of the voices In my head. 22/08/2022

Something, Anything

29 Jul 2022 1 min read Poetry

Something, Anything Lines on a page lay low Faced with the weight of an empty soul Who knew that a vacuum could feel so heavy The crisp, 80gsm with its manufactured margin Red-

I see nothing past

20 Jul 2022 Poetry

I see nothing past The shadows no longer cast For the sun has gone 20/07/2022

Detachment

18 Mar 2022 1 min read Poetry

Detachment There's something to be said About burying your head Playing on while Rome burns Blinking at catastrophe Weaving Armageddon Into life's more superficial twists and turns And so,