Choose a positive path
Two minutes to you
Can count the seconds
You’ve not been far from me
Since I saw you the first time
In my head
Understanding your understanding
Affected by your light affection
There’s sense in being sensible
But I’m stirred and hope
That this is for some good
A purpose that lasts
Smiling, I have trust
A man in red jacket enters the bus
Sits down, wipes his hands, and with little fuss
Proceeds to tune out, stare straight ahead
No outward sign; does he dream, want his bed?
He is sodden, it’s wet, despite explorers coat
He’s been caught, capsized, fallen out of his boat
He is dreaming, controlled, as forward he looks
Unaware of surrounds be they lies, cheaters and crooks
He’s thinking of work, thinking of home
He’s shut down, constrained, because he’s feeling alone
Cant cope with events on his journey, blinkered he sits,
His senses turned off, without half his wits
Behind him there lurks someone who merits much more
Than the slightest of looks as he walks to the door
She’s the star of this journey, the one set for fame
She’s the one with azure eyes, and herbilicious name
He could have noticed her charm, her beauty, her fire
Even without her mascara, she was all he’d desire
Caught in his thinking, he never sees what he passed
The soggy bright diamond on the row second to last
What happens in the future?
What is set for me?
How can I see what’s coming?
What is my destiny?
Can I control what’s coming?
Prepare against the storm
Build a house on the rocks
A shelter from any new dawn
Can I predict, prophecise, or know
Is there a point to having a goal
I just want simple things,
Want happiness, oneness, a whole
A companion, a muse, a friend
A partner, is this too much to demand?
A lover, explorer, supporter,
Someone I trust at my right hand,
Should I stew over meetings
Should I lament chances missed
As I plan for the future
As I look for one Miss
Who must believe I am looking
I hope she has in her heart
That when we come together
Nirvana will start
Some days can be full of grind
Heavy burden on your back
Others hold no promise
Interest and excitement lack
This Monday is different
Today I’m ten foot tall
No one knows the reason
That glee has come to call
It’s a not so secret smile
That’s very poorly kept
That from heart and mind
Has to my features leapt
There’s hope and promise
No real need to be coy
There’s an early start
To what might be joy
To sum it up
Truth confer
Yesterday
I met her.
It’s been day of knowing
A day passed since we met
Time of raised awareness
Of hope and no regret
We’ve shared a morning walk
She bought me a large coffee
In humbly, being lovely
She’s set something lose in me
It’s excitement and a lightness
Heightened senses, blocked no more
I can see she harbours greatness
Within, perhaps like nobody before
Maybe I am too accepting
Perhaps my romance does me wrong
But after one morning so relaxed
There’s a chance we both belong
In a state of simple sharing
Of being who we chose to be
A product of the space we’re making
Me for her and her for me
Forgive the poet’s license
To exaggerate, to maximise effect
But there’s much to praise this pair
Even in the short time to reflect
She has beauty but doesn’t realise
Is wise but seeks no credit for its source
She’s interesting and vibrant
A thousand questions would not be forced
So without rushing or expecting
We can meet around a boating theme
Two honest souls exploring
What might be, and dare to dream
We’re all in this together it seems
But very few know what that means
It means when one of us falls down
Everyone, yes everyone, should gather round
No one chooses to on pavement dwell
So few wish for the Big Issue to sell
We all do what we can to upright stay
But for some it doesn’t end that way
Today it’s them, tomorrow it’s you
So think, what you’d want the crowd to do
To walk on by, or to stop and say
“Are you alright? Are you okay?”
You can spare a minute, and gift concern
Can pause, give time, your contentment earn
A little help, just an outstretched hand
Together, lets make a loving stand.
Imperfect day, imperfect night
Images of her confound my sight
Her scent, her voice, evoke so much
Above all else, I miss her touch
Skin to skin, cheek to cheek
Hand in hand, her touch I seek
A long embrace, a fleeting kiss
Side by side in bed, it’s this I miss
We got so close, we meant so much
A perfect love, a perfect touch
Slow and gentle tear in our fabric
Runs from edge to core
Torn from side to side
One made two, together no more
In the moments after parting
Frayed seams reaching out
The two still fit perfectly
A match, a marriage, doubt
We are made of the same cloth
Should two halves not make a whole?
Why separate? Why not mend?
In tearing what was the goal?
Walking surrounded by strangers
Sat at home with the kids watching tv
Working at the office in teams of colleagues
But not one of them ever sees me
I could change my face they wouldn’t comment
Transform my world they wouldn’t care
Be another person they wouldn’t notice
It’s like they aren’t aware I’m even there
I observe their every movement
Discuss the ins and outs, what they do
Pour over their every tiny foible
This is a one way tunnel I’m walking through
It’s lonely at home in my kitchen
I’m lonely in the office back at work
I’m lonely when friends surround me
So lonely, so empty, it hurts
Negatives all the time
Feeling pulled apart
With so much wrong with me
Why did we even start
You clearly had a plan
To neg and nag and pick
To tie me up in knots
To twist me until I’m sick
I told you that’s enough
I said please leave alone
My core and central traits
Or risk being on your own
You couldn’t let me go
You didn’t let me be
The bad is all you saw
You saw no good in me
Or at least so it seemed
From what you did each day
So now I’ve turned you down
And tried to run away
Upset and feeling low
I miss you in spite of how we were
You’ll find your match in time
Someone you love for who they are
Quest for Love 
Love Listens