As I Travel

The mountains line our path. Brown waves shining under the morning sun. From a distance the mountains look like they have been draped in fabric. Silky and smooth, I feel like running my hands on the waves. As we move closer, the dried grass is visible. It no longer looks smooth. I feel disappointed and … Continue reading As I Travel

While I brood

Shadows are playing Outside the window Dancing merrily With the wind. A tiny bird Flits around Pauses Only to fly again. A thumping sound From the neighbor above Tells me I am not alone. The Television's on And cares for none Flashing images At me. I stare at it Preoccupied Before I turn To look at the shadows Again. … Continue reading While I brood

Disappearing Orange

One minute the Sun is up Shining in the sky And then it's gone An orange ball Fleeing Into the horizon Plunging the world Into darkness And silence A colourless sky Envelopes us while we stare into it Weaving dreams And hopes Making wishes Till sleep takes over And the Sun is back again.