Simon the poet

feelings from a traveller along life's pathways

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I've travelled; I've lived here and there; always searching for something. And yet perhaps the one discovery of recent years has been the realisation that I have a strong clear voice inside. I listen so much to so many voices, some my own - despairing, angry, frustrated, scared. And I want to achieve so much! But what I'd really like is to reach out to you, call you to listen to your voice. And then who knows what might happen in this crazy world of ours. And I'd like to live on in your thoughts. Share what we have and who we are; what else can we do? We all have such strength and beauty and love - we just have to find the courage to show it - and to share it. Because that's where hope comes from. That's how I can face the future.

Tuesday, April 25, 2006

midnight thoughts - the morning after

I haven't felt like writing for a while; don't know why. Here's what I wrote last night around midnight.

How long can I sing alone
Sounding my note loud and clear
and yet oft so uncertain
that when I hear others
I go quiet
Afraid of revelation
Charlatan
Mister Average

What will it take
For my song to sound true
My pitch
My pace
My glory to come
Not memories of fading past.

----
Simon

posted by Simon | 8:44 am

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