Vicious – poem

Play your cards.
Leave no trace.
Pick a time.
Pick a place.

Keep your fire
smouldering low
until you strike
a cruel blow.

Guide the gullible.
Keep them blind.
Trick the trusting.
Destroy the kind.

Vicious, vicious.
You cannot win.
For life supports not
the treachery within.

Courage, courage.
Get up, get up.
I will help you.
Drink from the grace-cup.

Muddled mind,
the waters will clear.
And you will see
the savage dears.

Kind, kind.
Do not despair.
I hear and heed
your caring prayer.

From Strange Words

Circles of Separation: Make-Overs and Move-Ons

Beautiful things come together one stitch at a time.

Chapter 37: Decorating Skeletons

Amira was walking along the main street of Waldmeer, greeting the locals, and looking into the shop windows to see if any of the familiar places had changed. It was her first visit back since moving to Darnall. “Hello,” said a lady outside the Op Shop. Amira didn’t recognise the woman but, on closer inspection, realised it was Amelia.

“You look so different,” said Amira. Continue reading “Circles of Separation: Make-Overs and Move-Ons”

Circles of Separation: Outer Circle

The Dream Maker is here by consent of every person who ever came here.

Chapter 15: Scammers and Scanners

“When you enter the Outer Circle,” said Lan-Lan to Vera, “the most pressing problem is recall. On moving into its atmosphere, you will forget who you are and why you are there.”

“If I cannot remember who I am, I will be very vulnerable,” said Vera as she backed away from the entrance at the top of Long Hill. Continue reading “Circles of Separation: Outer Circle”

Today I Will Be Happy – poem

Today, I will be happy.
Today, I will look up.
I will see the sunshine, the rain, the sky.
Vast. Giving. Forgiving.

Today, I will be happy.
Today, I will see.
I will see you. You who changes clothes,
changes colour, changes history, and changes destiny.

Today, I will be happy.
Today, I will remember the hurt and forget the pain.
Those long-loved; loved still.
Those now-loved; we’re blessed.

Today, I will be happy.
Maybe, I wasn’t happy yesterday.
Maybe, I won’t be happy tomorrow.
But today, today, I will be happy.

From Strange Words