Stranded in my thoughts
Adrift in an ocean
Of uncertainty
I find myself confused
In this modern world
Of ones and noughts.

With hands the size of plates
That thump across like an elephant
On my keyboard of dreams
My reality is
Brought to a standstill
And my laptop – waits.

Around my head thoughts have ridden
Not formed mind – just a loose array
Leaving nowhere in particular
And clearly not arriving
So laptop still quietly waits
Until the weary keyboard is bidden.

©Joe Wilson – Uncertainty…2018

Long after the dark had descended
After the last vestiges of daylight show
The faint sweet sound of an old gramophone
Can be heard floating along on the breeze.
An old Bix Beiderbecke number from long ago.
And as I watched from across that wide deep river
I saw you dancing in the brightening moonlight glow
You were alone and you looked so beautiful
I barely wanted to disturb the perfect scene.
I was pulled in both directions – but I had to go.
But just a single dance, I could live with that
So again I crossed the bridge that lay between
And soon I held you tight as our arms entwined
Where round the floor we seemed to glide on air.
Wrapped in love was such a very joyful scene.
Yet it was just a memory, and soon you were gone.
…and all once more was dust.

©Joe Wilson – And then the dust settled…2018

 

Gaze through window
Misty view
Sky of grey
Can’t see blue.
First the dog
Then the lead
Now the owner
Dragged indeed.
Cars drive past
Folks to work
Heading out
Through mist and murk.
Same old pattern
Monday blues
Hot strong tea
More bad news.
Creaking bones
Move at last
Things to do
Reverie passed…

©Joe Wilson – Just another Monday morning…2018