ramblings of sir richie

When you couldn’t cope I came to your side
I tried to soak up the tears with my porous words
To absorb your sadness sketched across your face
Your lips form words in a way that makes me sad.
When you walk, shadows follow you even in the dark
You keep your head low and follow the feet of those in front
Recognise the beauty my saccharine thing
Lift your head up and laugh, smirk and dance
I dare you to smile, to look at me with
Those great big eyes that envelope me entirely

When will it stop raining?
The titter tatter against my window pane
The tribal chant of merciless nature,
Hammering to let it enter.
But I’m far too cold to let it into my thoughts

A conversation with sopping words that enter my dreams.
Wild whispers of liquid life dripping down my window pane.
Asking me to let it seep inside, creep inside
Tears which came from the land.
Water as old as the beginning of time; life giving crystals
That bathe us and hydrate us.
Made us and continue to create us.
Thus does life go on? This miracle giving substance
Succeeds in engaging my mind.
As we chatter in fluid thought.