It’s a long time since I started probing
those dark inner spaces
and questions
like ‘what is life and has it meaning?’
Well, not much has changed.
But now it’s how these thoughts
might cross over, be put to use
in the life we have built together..
They had only been together for a matter of weeks when Cecil asked if Hayley would accompany him on a visit to his parents. He wanted to introduce her to them and thought it would be a good idea to go for a weekend. She wasn’t so enthusiastic and told him so.
“It’s too soon, we need to know each other better before we meet each other’s parents.”
“Nonsense, you’ll like my parents and they’ll like you. They are so easy to get along with.”
He kept on and on at her and eventually she relented. She didn’t want to go, it was more to shut him up than anything. Continue reading
Culture by Joe Lyons
The cultured pearls around her neck had an iridescent gleam
The smile of pride upon her lips as she took in the scene
When the people who had gathered had the chance to take note
It was all she could do to suppress the thought, not to gloat
This, the main difference between the classes present
Sometimes it is the showing and just being pleasant
With the nature of the classes all you need is self-control
And to remember as in life you are always playing a role
Picture credit: http://poetrygroup2015exeter.blogspot.co.uk/2015/04/symbolism.html
How do I define myself
Am I definite and here
Is this me in the definitive?
It really isn’t clear!
I could be anyone or anything
And anywhere at all
It wasn’t made explicit
From what I can recall
Supposing that I am here
In this body and this mind
And not some other entity
Is this how I’m defined?
By the parameters of existence
Encased within this shell
Futile in its persistence
To embrace this living hell
When life by definition
Is complex and imprecise
That the slightest indecision
Could result in sacrifice
Of the definitely definite
Thing I claim to be
Until I fade into the infinite
And am no longer me!
