Walking through the city streets

Late at night

Silence hanging thinly, like a veil

Roads wet reflecting yellow

Streaks of light

The clouds are gone but stars are barely seen

Frowning I return home to live a dream…


Walking on a pebble beach

At twilight

Waves crashing, salt spray cold and sharp

Along the coast a lighthouse shines

A warming sight

I smile pleased with the day that’s passed

Soon the stars will glisten, and I’m at peace, at last.

A poem that’s now a song. I wrote it a good few years ago, but I thought I’d give it an airing for National Poetry Day today, 3rd October 2013