Contemplating matter
myriad of light
a mind is like Picasso
no straight line guiding sight
of all the things imagined
through life and sight within
the dreams through daytime wander
like a longest walk in spring
the white of light, the black of shadow
between, the constant grey of conscience
untidy mind with lack of colour
a masquerade of knowledge
filtered sounds and sights unseen
frustration plays its hand
we bluff through our existence
because we never understand
Silver Tongue20Eleven
(Geoffrey Brett © Copyright)
Saturday, 6 August 2011
Thursday, 24 July 2008
"Forgotten Love": New Poem
Once of a time
In a place long forgotten
A silent announcement
Of love was declared
It was deafening to those
Who’s lives were made better
But fell short of those
Whom mattered the most
Words can change lives
But actions speak louder
With our tongue we make sense
Of a true love divide
Why is it we seek
Those willing to listen
But don’t talk to the one
We profess to adore
Is there a plan
Of predestination
Believing in fate
Are we praying for more
A silent protest
For all to be forgiven
A silent conquest
At the conscious request
To show that the love
Will never be forgotten
To pay attention to details
Of our love found once more
Silver Tongue
(Copyright © Geoffrey Brett - 20/07/2008)
In a place long forgotten
A silent announcement
Of love was declared
It was deafening to those
Who’s lives were made better
But fell short of those
Whom mattered the most
Words can change lives
But actions speak louder
With our tongue we make sense
Of a true love divide
Why is it we seek
Those willing to listen
But don’t talk to the one
We profess to adore
Is there a plan
Of predestination
Believing in fate
Are we praying for more
A silent protest
For all to be forgiven
A silent conquest
At the conscious request
To show that the love
Will never be forgotten
To pay attention to details
Of our love found once more
Silver Tongue
(Copyright © Geoffrey Brett - 20/07/2008)
Tuesday, 22 July 2008
New Poem; "A Road To No-Where"
Life is a road …
that leads us to no where
An unstoppable ride
That destiny calls
The places speed by
Without hesitation
The lines near the sides
forgotten souls or unknown
The picture is bleary
Distorted truth lies
Of a world without order
One close to demise
The light barely bending
A vision unfeeling
Like a sense of denial
From the warmth of the ride
But where does it end
Our life’s glance existence
The road running out
There’s no reason to dread
Push back the boundaries
That keep our minds poisoned
From the truth of our purpose
We don’t see for the ground
Just one passing story
That leads to no questions
The answers they leave us
For the sake of our life
Silver tongue 21/07/08
(Copyright © Geoffrey Brett)
that leads us to no where
An unstoppable ride
That destiny calls
The places speed by
Without hesitation
The lines near the sides
forgotten souls or unknown
The picture is bleary
Distorted truth lies
Of a world without order
One close to demise
The light barely bending
A vision unfeeling
Like a sense of denial
From the warmth of the ride
But where does it end
Our life’s glance existence
The road running out
There’s no reason to dread
Push back the boundaries
That keep our minds poisoned
From the truth of our purpose
We don’t see for the ground
Just one passing story
That leads to no questions
The answers they leave us
For the sake of our life
Silver tongue 21/07/08
(Copyright © Geoffrey Brett)
Saturday, 19 July 2008
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