Category Archives: Thoughts

Recall…

question mark 3Is
there
a limit, I wonder,
in the brains ability
to store, memories, ideas,
  facial recognition
and more?
Picture file on file gathering dust,
as our life continues and we re-adjust,
to so many emotions felt on recall,
yet our Brain, single handed,
remembers them all.
LadyP©2014

On a good day that is!! 

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Wait A Minute…

mirror mirror

I wait,
I always do,
but surely my waiting
reflects on you? You do
not care to let me know
the change of plans to
explain ‘no show’, as
I wait, I always do
but… now I reflect
on changing
you…
LadyP©2014

 

To those companies, taxi firms, busses, Plumbers,
in fact anyone who keeps us waiting in suspense,
then again, could be referring to someone closer to
home, who always keeps me waiting, …
leaving me with the
thoughts above…
🙂 x

Will-O-The-Wisp…

 pause 4   To pause,
to stop and ponder,
just allowing the mind
freedom to wander.
As a will-o-the-wisp,
a chain of thought
which continues
to grow until
  you are caught,
                                          holding                                                            
                                                  the                                                     
                                                   tail,                                          
                                                     trying                              
                                                           hard                         
                                                     to remember,                                
where this all started,
what fired the ember.
LadyP©2014

Slice of Life…

1451401_548228211925568_1679858558_nThis Photograph study is courtesy of Arjun,
His photo’s are reflections of life
and truly capture the imagination.

A Man

We
live
and we die
but in between,
countless slices
of life to be seen.
This photo taken,
of a man looking back,
his expression caught by a
silent attack. What is he thinking,
on what does he ponder as he looks to
the lens, no sign of wonder.
“Here am I,
here I stand,
my life written
by a pitiless hand.
Lines, careworn I show,
my mouth, held firmly just so.
I live, I love, and share my pain too,
as you stare at me, I stare back steadily,
at you”
LadyP©2014

Checkmate…

dark vs light 2 I be
strong of will,
sometimes,
at others I be weak,
There be a fear inside me
that ‘she’ will wake ‘n speak.
For she resides in the darkness
captured in an oubliette.
I doth guard the entrance,
she hath not foiled me yet.
I view the World eyes open,
hope walled safe in my heart.
Yet she would gain advantage
by tearing battlements apart.
There be two sides to this life,
two sides seeking victory, and she?
she be the opponent,
the other dark side of me.
LadyP©2014