Category: fear

Look back

Posted in fear, field, flower, imagination, laughterLeave a comment

Why did I not put shoes on? He said to himself as he inspected the bottom of his foot. I mean I walked past the shoes to get outside, I looked at them, ignored them and knew that it was a mistake, but still I didn’t stop.

He pulled the spike out of the flesh inspected it and threw it aside. The blood ooozed out. He was already calculating how much pain he was going to suffer over the next few days, how many pairs of socks he was going to waste because he didn’t put his shoes on. He started to sweat, heart beating quicker, it wasn’t the pain that made his sweat just the annoyance with himself, the worst kind of frustration, his forehead squeezed together and his eyes dimmed. He leant back against the pallet and breathed.

The Boat

Posted in abandoned, art, beauty, emotion, escape, fear, horizon, poemTagged , , , , , Leave a comment

Let me be… let me be, let me travel from land to sea, why oh why d’you put me here, this land around is full of fear.

The sea is where free energy flows, the water is, all I know.

Let me float with wind and tide, let me escape these humans who have no eyes,

No eyes to see what’s wrong, no freedom to feel their inner song, to shout out loud, to feel their soul, they just dig and dig inside their hole.

But when they realise they are in too deep, the sides to climb are just too steep.

So please release me from this tree and let me feel the water, surround me.

Something to Say

Posted in emotion, fear, feel, friendship, UncategorizedTagged , , , , , Leave a comment

At first when I saw her she looked fierce, she skilfully navigated her way in and out of the umbrellas with no more or less than a moment for everyone. When we spoke she corrected my Greek with a smile and moved on. But as time passed I noticed a softness behind her steely demeanour and then out of the blue as we passed on the stairs she spoke to me.

‘I saw your van, wooow… It’s amazing’

I blushed a little mind racing to find something interesting to say. ‘Thanks, it’s super simple though…’ thoughts rattled around in my head like a pin ball… was I sure she was talking about my van? Did she see Jan’s van? When? Fuck. ‘I like it, it’s cool, it’s got everything I need, but it’s simple, you know I don’t have a sink or solar… well I have… but…’ What are you saying? Shut up!! I shouted at myself.

‘I am thinking of buying a van’, she rescued me, now I had something to say.