Poem Apr 2nd 2015

A Part of Life
Haunted by a lack of sleep
and an overactive mind;
it needs time.
Rest only comes
when things are done
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Apr 2015

Poem Apr 1st 2015

Human Popsicle
Standing in falling snow;
doesn’t want to go.
Doesn’t care about the cold
or being chilled to the bone.
Doesn’t matter if he looks like a human popsicle.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Apr 2015

Poem Mar 31st 2015

The Bags and the Wind
Bags bundled together by the wind
some flying through air
as if they could swim.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Mar 2015

Poem Mar 30th 2015

Shadow’s Lapping
Shadows lengthen
lapping garden
like a cat drinking milk.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Mar 2015

Poem Mar 29th 2015

Antwerp
Antwerp is a lovely place;
lots to see and do,
and the food is great too.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Mar 2015

Poem Mar 28th 2015

Reminder
My chipped mug
reminds me
thoughtlessness is a chip off thought.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Mar 2015

Poem Mar 27th 2015

Arrival at Frankfurt
Train slows down
before the station;
stops.
Delayed
everyone getting impatient;
dismayed.
We all have other trains to catch
not much time;
finally arrive.
Two minutes left
before the next train leaves
not pleased.
It’s at the other end of the station.
Running as if insane
jumping through
the closing doors of the train.
Exhausted but happy again.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)Mar 2015