Friday 31 January 1992

Extremes


Loneliness, like a thick, imposing cloud
ensnares, encloses and lingers.
Like a smothering blanket
Trapping all traces of hope
Is there no way out?

Rejection, like a sharp, poisoned arrow
pierces, contaminates and destroys.
Like a gleaming silver dagger
it tears your heart apart
Can you stay alive?

Love, like a simple, gentle flower
grows, blossoms and blooms
Like the eye of the storm
it rests between the two
and makes it all worthwhile.

Tuesday 28 January 1992

Loss


My love, like an ancient Grecian pillar,
crumbled, cracked and crashed
like a burned out shooting star
it fell into the abyss
but through the darkness shines light