My fingers run Lightly over The skin searching Caressing the bumps On the rock The way Is up But I linger, Looking for precision Grace And perfection As my feet Dance over the rock Behind The wind howls But I’m oblivious Senses heightened Sight focused All I see Is grey textures Hiding secrets Waiting To…… Continue reading Waiting
Blue skies and cold wind Warm bodies and red heart Snow crunches, Metal jingles The rope swishes Leading our dreams. Black granite peaks And white-washed summits. The mountains call And I must go.
Remembrance Day 2011. For The Fallen by Laurance Binyon With proud thanksgiving, a mother for her children, England mourns for her dead across the sea. Flesh of her flesh they were, spirit of her spirit, Fallen in the cause of the free. Solemn the drums thrill; Death august and royal Sings sorrow up into immortal…… Continue reading Remembrance Day
7th May is election Day, Where Singaporeans get to choose. Two generations of voters, Only know one party’s rule. The stakes are high, The emotions strong, It is hard to reason What is right from wrong. Singaporeans divided, Faced off on the sidelines. But Singaporeans united, In dreaming of a better life. The choice is…… Continue reading Voting
Run You stand at the door waiting, Possibilities stretched out before you. The world is yours for the taking, Just go where your feet takes you. Northwards ends on a hill in a park London laid out beneath you. South leads to a run by the Thames, You’re not sure you want to. West, let’s…… Continue reading Run
I found this poem behind the door of a toilet in a cafe in St Ives. I’ve forgotten the name of the cafe now, but will upload the photographs of the cafe later. Hopefully, someone would be kind enough to tell me the name of the cafe. It was lovely really, on the beach front,…… Continue reading The arrow and the song by H.W. Longfellow