Tuesday, 20 June 2017

You...

You;
can do it.

You;
are beautiful.

You;
can be metaphorically tall.

You;
are known and loved.

You;
can be brave.

You;
are gifted and blessed.

Fern...

Floating in mid-air.
Colour changing plant.
Sticking out at odd angles,
but also flowing against the pot.
Tufts of leaves brush your head,
as you pass under.
Green light bounces back,
to the naked eye.
Massive growth.

Photography...

Line it up.
Adjust the lights.
Read the aperture.

Take a step back.
Push the button.
Read the aperture.

Frame the shot.
Check all eyes.
Thumbs up.

Flash goes off.
Smiles continue.
Thumbs up.

Rainy days...

Chitter,
chatter,
go the energetic children.

Pitter,
patter,
goes the rain, silent beneath the voices.

Student complains,
teacher thanks Lord,
the bustle of feet towards next class.

Chitter,
chatter,
go the exhausted children.

Pitter,
patter,
goes the rain, silent beneath the voices.

Life...

Everyone towers
above the short ones.

Seniors twice the height
of me.

Can't even reach
the top shelf
of the top lockers.

But hidden beneath,
is abilities.

I can duck under people.

I can tower above those younger than me.

I can be me.

I can be brave.

Thoughts...

Am I worth anything?
If I were to leave today,
would anybody care?

Comparisons,
Self-doubt.

Does anyone love me?
Who wants me
to stay?

Comparisons.
Self-doubt.

Is what my mind says true?
Do I really
belong here?

Comparisons,
Self-doubt.

Wednesday, 17 February 2016

Inclusive but exclusive

Friends gather
beneath the inclusive gumtree.
I run between children as separate groups
emerge.
In the midst of this,
I attempt to meet up with
partygoers 
as they try to grab my attention
happy birthday.

Swimming

Drowning out all sounds,
as I plunge into the
lukewarm water.
I gasp as I attempt to take
a breath.
I am aware of where I am against others,
aware of my surroundings
but unaware of someone shouting
above the continual splash
of water,
trying to tell me to stop.

Wednesday, 10 February 2016

Everyday problems

A pounding feeling resounds inside my head
My face scrunches up as the wave
of pain breaks against the shore.
Head splits between normal and
abnormal sections;
white lights blind my eyes
and noises only greaten the pain
but as I take a drink of water,
the pain eases temporarily,
before it continues it's continual crash
in the endless ocean.

Monday, 2 November 2015

Woodford Glen

A vibration of the spectators embankment,
Made eyes open wide.
The yellow and blue car was overturned,
With a frightened man inside.

Everyone flocked to see the sight.
Rescuers gathered to assist,
Ambulance crew arrived,
Turning the car as it appeared to resist.

The driver somehow walked away unscathed.
Swaggered to the grass,
Appearing somewhat casual,
Being followed by medical staff.