Poem Sept 30th 2015

One Book
Dust castigated book;
scared ink traces;
blanching away into indecipherable.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Sept 2015

Poem Sept 29th 2015

No Substitutes
There are no substitutes
for being loved and treasured for who you are.
(C)BJG(Blaur Gaulton)Sept 2015

Poem Sept 28th 2015

Tiredness’ Painting
Tiredness paints mind
like a distracted impressionistic painting.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Sept 2015

Poem Sept 27th 2015

A Wish for Spice
May our lives; be spiced up
by each other; instead of shaken.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Sept 2016

Poem Sept 26th 2015

Thought Vacation
Entranced in thought’s fog;
you are in two places at once.
Your mind is on a thought vacation;
while your body waits;
for it to come back.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Sept 2015

Poem Sept 25th 2015

Based on a Conversation 
with Grandfather
Tho’  we do not know
what will come;
or if we’ll see the next sun.
It is better now to live;
give what you can give.
Help where you can.
Do not mourn;
about your lack of time.
Be as you are;
give the world;
a reason to laugh and smile.
You’ll have touched countless lives
Be fondly remembered
in many hearts and minds.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Sept 2015

Poem Sept 24th 2015

Distance
Distance has no power, over
a connection between people.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Sept 2015

Poem Sept 23rd 2015

On Stage 3
On stage;
my tears fall.
A sad squall;
having caught me
in its thrall.
Exhausted;
show finished;
off to the curtain call.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Sept 2015

Poem Sept 22nd 2015

Swimming Fingers
Fingers swim along keys;
stroking words;
which ripple across the screen.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Sept 2015

Poem Sept 21st 2015

Doubt’s Piñata
Doubt piñataed thoughts;
skewers mind; 
like a jealous bbq.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Sept 2015

Poem Sept 20th 2015

Wind’s Weeding
Wind pulls people away;
from the coast;
like a garden being weeded.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Sept 2015

Poem Sept 19th 2015

The Battle Continues
Besieged by sadness and negativity;
fighting it to stay alive.
Inside, it feels like 
all my happiness has died.
I know that is a lie.
I fight on, determined to survive.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Sept 2015

Poem Sept 18th 2015

Sky
Coral sky
phoenixes away.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Sept 2015

Poem Sept 17th 2015

Life
Life does not stop; when we do.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Sept 2015

Poem Sept 16th 2015

Tale About Bad Weather
Arguing clouds;
ram into each other.
Roar and cry;
eventually go away.
Leaving us disturbed.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Sept 2015

Poem Sept 15th 2015

Thought On A Rainy Day
Treasuring what you don’t have; is not the road to fulfillment.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Sept 2015

Poem Sept 14th 2015

Excursion
Snuggled together  
on the seat.
Away on their own excursion;
as the world goes by.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Sept 2015

Poem Sept 13th 2015

The Living Iceberg
Overly chilled;
not thrilled;
feeling like a living iceberg.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Sept 2015

Poem Sept 12th 2015

Forced Inspiration
Forced inspiration is like
getting a moose to break dance.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Sept 2015

Poem Sept 11th 2015

Cut
We all have strings;
cut them.
So you can dance and move to your own music:
in your way.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Sept 2015