Poems

A big red state of endorsements Celebrity faces and law enforcement False facts and hate spewed words The washing of brains, making your stomach churn Here lies a new age of thinking Where the facts don’t matter, and our blue planet is sinking Endless information at our fingertips Blinded by filters and video clips Human connection is no longer in need When there’s a mountain of greed, and it’s smelling of green So, Let’s have a toast for the ones left behind Oh, how little

Walking down a yawning road I slowly start to drift The leaves are swaying The sun shouts its rays upon me like a burning kiss The skies are praying Will there be another day that speaks? Colours play on my heartstrings The butterflies whisper Birds float on the song of the wind But honey can quickly turn to vinegar Will there be another day that listens? Frowning clouds storm together They threaten the goodness of my day Once I have learnt to front the weather Only then can

I did not cry when she left It pains me to say Her eyes had closed, and spirit swept I waited another day I did not cry when she left She was a mother I had adored And when I close my eyes at night I could swear I see her soar I did not cry when she left These years keep passing by I think of her now and again But still I cannot cry written by Azzurra

I dreamed of you last night A roudy room filled with family & friends There you were Baguettes and wine being tossed from one person to the next Laughter filling every corner of the room There you were The cause of the ruckus, of all the laughter, of all the shouting A milestone being celebrated There you were Chair legs broken from peoples stirring, no moment still Arms in the air, living rich without a care There you were And now, I stand in that same big room cold, empty a