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Dancing in the Rain

 Rain dance Splattering down on the path, on the grass,  On the leaves in the trees Spattering up, covering everything There are some places underneath that remain dry Boots on, raincoat zipped up, waterproof trousers tied Step out into the stage, lights shine around, reflections of bolts that light the air Feeling the music inside, strains ebbing and flowing, lifting Feet moving in a dance, splashing into random patches of water,  Cold pyrotechnical flares, that reflect and refract the flashing lights Whirling quicker, drops never sitting on the surface of the material, spinning outwards As I spin inwards Drums copying my feet Heart beating, face bright with laughter ‘Crash’ The light shatters the internal song, shattering the air with a thunderous applause Finish…..bow….head inside Such a performance  Such a joyful experience

My Brain

 Brain My brain isn’t an intricate, super intelligent machine It’s not something anyone else has, it would seem It’s my broken and confused thing in my head That will stop when i am dead Until then its mine, and i know it, and its sometimes crazy It gets confused, It stumbles It glitches But usually there when its needed But, yes,  its mine

Waking slowly

 Morning Calm Birds softly call, my sleep slips away letting me hear them Ravens, crows…Im not sure which, call loudly Muffled voices from the flat below…radio or television on low Just the sound to the fridge, and my breathing Sleep calls and I succumb,  The dreams that were lost return Continuing the conversation as if uninterrupted The brilliant colours and slightly unreal lay of the land  A few steps until the next alarm shrills in my ear The dreams slips away now, for good Time now to  Sit up, lights on, alarm off  start the day again, 

Counselling fun

 Counselling Thoughts Say hello, smile, sit down <my brain is flying about not sticking on any subject…why am I smiling ?  > So how am I doing ? <should i say what chaos is going on in my head. How I actually feel ?> I am ok. Tired. Not sleeping well. But worked good and the holiday break was lovely <Im barely hanging on, drinking like a fish, falling asleep on the sofa> Is there anything worrying me ? <i cant stand my voice so can imagine how irritating it sound to the counsellor. I worry about dying alone. I worry about how my children are doing> What do you think you should be doing to help focus ? <sleep, have less stress, not have my insides ripped out every day from stress and gluten> Do you want to book another session <of course I don’t, but i feel stressed about stopping this monthly chinwag > Well, bye then. Will see you in 4 weeks <at least that means i plan to be here then…> Toodle pip

Meditate to Calmness

 Peace Sit, calm, try and still the mind Listen to the birds, chirping, walking on the roof Breathe slowly in,  Hold Slowly out again Listen, Say nothing Eyes closed Feel Breathe in Hold Out

Diminished and Exultant

 Somewhat diminished Thoughts of something immense, towering over everything, looking West, east, no ending Or beginning Thoughts of exaltation Turn into despair Nothing left, little hoped for, less achieved Diminished, lost, inescapably nothing Wake and hope for more

Singing loud and Proud

 Anonymity Steering wheel tells tyres are good Listening, always, for something out of normal Songs reel through, searching, jumping - thumb flipping on forward - then… Volume up,  Thumbs start to tap, head bobs, feet tap Oops…not on the accelerator… Start to sing, loud, tuneless but tuneful inside Hand pumps in the air Car doors thump to the beat of the favorite sound Until it finishes, and Im back…and notice the stares from nearby drivers Smiles, laughter, frowns, ‘tut tut’ No longer anonymous