Hayes Sunset or dawn, being hangs between life and death, begin and end. Waking, a task to complete, primal power surges from source through feet, body, limbs and mind, alight, ablaze, resting nights follow living days.
Hayes Songs were sung, glorious praise heaped, sorrow gripped, wrung tears of fear and blame, a body stretched can feel no shame. And in the darkness, forever present, patiently abiding, death stands alone in shadow’s home, quiet, silent, familiar but friendless.
when I die Don’t bury me To rot and mould In history’s demise No, wrap me in A blazing pyre To spark and fire With fury, burning Outrage at the tides A’turning Fools’ churning, Hate, unwarranted Rivalries taunted Fools undaunted Dick size threats Unleashed, Truth diminished Into tweets or sound bites, Don’t ask me To…Read more About Time to Die
Cloaked in silence, enveloped by a cloying gloom, Death stood in the Great Hall's cavernous doorway, waiting. For what or for whom, he wasn't quite sure? In fact, death's whole day had been one catastrophe after another, the chemical plant's toxic spill, the motorway pile-up and now a mystery corpse.
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Dancing in the moonlight, the moon, her partner and stars, the twinkling audience. She spins and twirls to the sound of winds, heart racing, to freedom's adventure. yes, tonight she dances, beyond the grasp of captors and far beyond the sight of those who dare not dream. Tonight she dances free, to walk in fields…Read more Dancing in the Moonlight
When someone dies, what connected you to them is set adrift