A Pause

A pause upon a line,

That comma of a kind,

This break to seek the words,

To express the sadness behind,

For every drop of blood,

A tear is shed,

That stain upon the earth,

Tattooed it will remain,

Of innocence is the loss,

Written will be the words,

Of regret in time,

Tears of the Clown

To Walk in a Circle

To walk in a circle for a millionth time,

Round and round a path defined,

A circular route one chose to walk,

In a roundabout way not lost for a day,

The start of an ending one would say,

Circle of Life

 

The Hand

To hold a hand over a border line,

A love separated by a division,

The crime,

Religion,

Tears run dry,

With emotions we try to comprehend the vision,

Of pain and destruction,

The beginning to an ending.......

Rising With The Morning Sun

To rise with the morning sun,

With a beaming smile with a warming ray,

The day has begun,

Listening to the radio a favourite song,

With a chorus of birds singing along,

Watching the dancing shadows cross the grassland floor,

Cast from the trees that sway to the gentle breeze,

Dawn 

The Platform

In a waiting moment,

To stand on a platform,

Waiting for the time to arrive,

As an hour clock dictated by grains of sand drain,

To wait or travel on the train,

One must decide,

To stay in a place or go forward with the day's tat remain..

Steam Train Goodrington Devon UK

Between The Lines

To read between the lines,

With an open mind,

Hidden words of a wish of a kind,

Maybe will come true on the path in front of you,

With each step forward a direction you will choose,

Climbing that mountain which is in front of you,

One day at a height you will stop,

To enjoy the view,

Haytor Dartmoor Devon 

Forward Motion

Forward motion gets you far,

Far from where you are,

On that path you chose to go,

The path that is in front of you,

On your way enjoy the view,

For a view will change every day,

Memories made and lessons learned,

That is part of life's big plan,

Berry Head Brixham Devon