Showing posts with label Maria Gornell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Maria Gornell. Show all posts

December 14, 2008

A moment in time

by Maria Gornell

I watched the world pass me today
mobile silent in my pocket
back ached
fatigue overwhelmed
monotony of day
wax, shopping, home
heard the excitement
in young girls murmurs
'weekend plans'
i with none of my own..


Thoughts back to last night
'our fight'
seems so irrelevant now
new dawn hung on horizon
new cycle for you and i
staring at church steeple
in the distance
of this forgotten town


I wore a mask, smiles
tinged with sadness
if i could only transform
loneliness into aloneness
taking back my power
strong woman not
having to depend
on man to define
who i am..


Realising
world is empty
without you
difference now
no flames to rekindle
nothing died
this connection
we share is
so so rare
it frightens me
being hurt beyond
repair, we are one
and so i push you
away..


Makes no sense
its almost surreal
neither able
to live without
slow whispers
of infinity
my love spins
in all directions
from enthralling
to destructive
never ceasing
to amaze
even me..


Mobile vibrates
in pocket
sky no longer
lonely grey
clouds lift
a moment
in time
your gentle
voice draws me
closer
makes me
understand
its all about
enjoying
this precious
moment
in time..


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Concrete jungle

by Maria Gornell

Wishy washy streets
concrete towers
stalking my dreams
dismal and drab
dreary and destitute
This is the place
where I grew up;
single mothers
strong and determined,
fathers absent
children in a
digital world.
Destroyer of souls
dangerous to be
old.
smoke infested
lung cancer looms
a life in ruins.
alcohol booms.
An underclass looms..
No fondness for
this place
in fields i used
to roam;
youths on the
back seat
of the bus
don't make a fuss
smell of skunk in
the air
and they just stare
filth on the
windows
numb now
to this place.
old man weary
tattered and dirty
eyes speak of
utter despair.
this is the place
where i grew up
only the gangsters
making a buck,
wasted talent
forgotten dreams
and i just stare
no longer care
I don't want to
die in this
forgotten world..