Poem May 31st 2015

Cold Fever
Feeling like;
I am living inside a rude ice cube.
Burning up in cold;
shivering shaking;
body quaking.
Barely able to write;
also feeling like a kite.
Good day and good night!
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)May 2015

Poem May 30th 2015

Right and Wrong
Right and wrong are flavours;  
that leave an aftertaste; 
on the consciousnes, and soul
of people.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)May 2015

Poem May 29th 2015

Wanting
Sat on luggage;
staring out into space.
Wanting to be;
at another place.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)May 2015

Poem May 28th 2015

Thought
We all need time;
to realize;
that we have good and bad inside.
Every decision we make;
no matter, what we contemplate;
will have good, and bad consequences;
for ourselves, and others.
Whatever we may choose;
think it through:
refuse to be rushed.
That way you can carefully decide.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)May 2015

Poem May 27th 2015

Lost in my Fog
Lost in my inner fog; 
pulled torn by sadness; 
uncertain unclear.
I’ve got to trust myself;
find my way
back into the day.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)May 2015

Poem May 26th 2015

Dance
Soft as breath;
tender as a caress.
Swirling together into the distance.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)May 2015

Poem May 25th 2015

FEATS Fringe 2015
Laughter quakes;
chairs shake;
audience great!
Had a lot of fun.
Unfortunately FEATS fringe 
for this year is done.
See you at the next one;
in Brussels.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)May 2015

Poem May 24th 2015

Healing 3
To heal is to reveal what is concealed;
help it to lose its appeal,
and send it away,
so you can be free to be happy,
and at ease.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)May 2015

Poem May 23rd 2015

Remembering 2
Remembering in a positive way;
brings a longing;
for people, places, and times;
when you felt wanted, loved or desired.
A happiness of being alive;
glowing inside;
which you miss terribly
when it is not there.
Feels hard to survive,
and carry on;
when you believe your love,
and your hope are gone.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)May 2015

Poem May 22nd 2015

Waiting For the Bus
People staggered; 
along the side; 
waiting for the bus to arrive.  
Sort of a line up; 
a smattering of mumbling;
grumbling;    
the occasional loud stomach rumbling.
Some people fumbling;
to find their tickets; 
playing games or sending messages to kill time; 
until our ride arrives.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)May 2015

Poem May 21st 2015

Umbrella Tree 3
Umbrella tree excessively pruned;
I hope it has not been ruined.
It makes me sad; seeing it this way.
I miss seeing the lovey leaves;
that embrace you;
when you stand beneath.
it is more than a retreat.
A welcoming feeling;
when you stand  there.
An oasis of calm;
no matter what is going on.
It is a place, I love to be.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)May 2015

Poem May 20th 2015

Word’s Long Reach
Words have weight;
whatever we now might think, feel
or contemplate.
What we have written;
can cause others
to react to it.
Now, and in the future;
in ways we can not anticipate.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)May 2015

Poem May 19th 2015

Sour Cotton Candy Plots
Some plots;
are so interwoven, and confusing.
It is like eating sour cotton candy.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)May  2015

Poem May 18th 2015

Day’s End
Birds chatting;
as day sinks away into sleep.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)May 2015

Poem May 17th 2015

Cracking Wall
Web shivered cracks
spin along wall;
peppering dust downwards.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)May 2015

Poem May 16th 2015

Surprised Lines 
Scuttled syllables;   
suddenly spliced together;   
instead of your lines;  
everyone laughs, and smiles.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)May 2015

Poem May 15th 2015

A Calm Heart
A calm heart;
soothes turbulence;
making waves in the inner ocean disappear.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)May 2015

Poem May 14th 2015

A Reason for Hope
Troubled I may be;
inside am happy;
for love lives;
in this uncertain, troubled world.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)May 2015

Poem May 13th 2015

The Bumbling Bee
Bee bumbling;
along floor of the bus;
unsure if it can fly.
Some people carefully took it up,
and put it outside.
With time it was able to fly.
Buzzed past as if saying thank you,
and goodbye.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)May 2015

Poem May 12th 2015

Tea’s Gauntlet
Tea’s gauntlet;
shivers cold away.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)May 2015