Being Creative

In the past, I was known to write a little prose and poetry and have found some inspiration to get back and do some more.

There are no pretentions, no dreams or aspirations to be wonderful but just to keep the old brain active.

If you like them, read them, if you dont, ahhh weeeell


Saturday 27 February 2010

Footsteps

Standing tall, standing proud

Each footfall measured,

Trudging, slowly

Onwards and upwards


Stumbling and stuttering

The metallic click

Spike hitting rock

The mumbled curse


Of another tussock

Catching the weary toe

Bounding boulders

Stepping stones


Each step a challenge

A pleasure, a pain

Reaching high

To the gods


Moving forward

Moving upwards

Each measured step

A mountain beyond reach

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  1. Unknown28 February 2010 at 14:46

    You are a very talented poet! I encourage you to post more! (:

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  2. Hissing Sid5 March 2010 at 14:30

    thank you, those comments are really appreciated

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