POEM
I was at the Vine Centre tonight and I had a sudden urge to write a poem. Here it is:
I was at the Vine Centre tonight and I had a sudden urge to write a poem. Here it is:
Glimmer
Dead leaves beneath my feet
The smell of decay rampant
I walk on hoping for green grass ahead
Time goes by but the debris thickens
The denseness weighs me down
I struggle on but seem to be stuck on a treadmill
But wait! What's That?
A glimmer of light
Suddenly I'm drawn to its intensifying brightness
With ease I swiftly move towards it
Joyfully I embrace it, clinging on tightly
Suddenly I recognise its warmth
Its my Father