Floating

28/03/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation



Looking up at the clouds drifting overhead

Surrounded by the swell of a thousand waves

Thinking of nothing but the silence

And drifting without care or concern

Without

22/02/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation



I can’t live without air

I would die

Before most songs had finished



I can’t live without water

I would perish

Before the week is out



I can’t live without food

I would succumb

Before the moon has refilled



I can’t live without love

Yet here I am

Perhaps simply existing

A Slow Rain

10/12/2020 – Poem a Day Compilation



Out here the land is dry

Cracks appear like mouths

Begging for a drink

But there is no comfort,

Nothing to quench the thirst

Of parched fields

Or sunburnt deserts.



The animals huddle nervously

Around almost empty watering holes

Eking out the last drops

From plants that won’t survive the summer

Not knowing when the next deluge will come

Or where they should head towards

To get that life-giving liquid.



Locals pray to go a god who doesn’t answer

For something to get them through,

Or just enough to last this month

Or this week,

Or even just today

When they need something sustainable:

A slow rain to wash away the fear.

Drowning

24/04/2020 Iso Well-Being Compilation



It feels like I’m drowning,

Sucked under by the current.

It’s interminably slow.



My eyes want to close

But I can’t let them.

I can’t sleep now.



I’m trying to breathe.

Trying to keep my head above water

When it would be so easy to let go.



There’s an ache all through me,

Like I’ve run a hundred marathons

Barefoot and without rest.



Even my heart aches:

A horrific, slow ache

That never leaves.



But while I’m clawing up

There’s little to hold on to.

I don’t know which way is up.



Instead of hearing my screams

They drown them out

With their own noise.



Instead of a helping hand

I’m being held down,

Held under.



Instead of being the calm,

They are the storm

And I weep.



I pray to an empty sky

For a lifeboat that won’t come

As wave after wave overwhelms me.



I cry as I go under,

Sob into the void,

Tasting the salt on my lips.



This dirty mask is no protection

Still I drown down here

And dream of what might have been.