Wednesday, 6 February 2013

Positive self-talk.

Forgive me, sometimes I wake up and think of poems. I wrote this for me but thought I would share it.

In the deep, bleak and dreary,
Against a desperate backdrop,
The greater your display will shine.

Resist the slow dissolve into accustomed greyness,
Contain, Compress, Conduct and Rage.
A dandelion pushes through the tarmac,
A vivid, dazzling sun.

Photo by Angie Aspinall

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