Red String of Fate
This scarlett twine
what binds us.
Invisible line
can hang us
We trip on others
tangled cat’s cradled fingers
we’re tied up on insignificant lovers,
as undone patient knots.
Leads us on
to your heart.
This scarlett twine
what binds us.
Invisible line
can hang us.
Teeth broken
as we try to chew free
to cheat ourselves,
of our destiny.
I feel you stumble
vibrations ring urgently
like a wild oscillating cymbal,
twine tightens bow string.
Let go, hits
to my heart.
This scarlett twine
what binds us.
Invisible line
can hang us.
Hearts broken
we reel it in or flee
we cannot escape,
our destiny,
We reach closer
you step out
from the shadows,
I always knew
it would be you.
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.Tea Drinker.
Drizzle licks window
sudden gust captures coat hood.
Warm toes relax inside.
by TheBoyWyatt 2011
These Lives Lost
these lives lost
08.36 by dwayne wyatt
Office fills grudgingly,
shop bought recyclable cups
litter desks.
Alpha office males yawn.
Swivel chairs swapped
when no-one is looking.
10.01
Yesterdays jobs finally complete
shoes taken off to stretch tired feet,
clock watching for coffee break.
Thoughts already of lunch.
11.23
Tonguing remains of biscuit,
stolen from presentation buffet
to tide over until lunch.
Google new jobs and holiday breaks
to fight soul crushing job.
15.34
Zombie groans
from jealous friends of teachers who finish.
Switch from coffee to tea
hole puncher executive stress hand exercises.
16.49
Office empties
photocopiers and computers
wearily drift off into standby
with exhausted sighs.
Distant furious typing
to not end up working late.
18.02
Travel home in sauna shoe box
Silently read strangers novels
Generously held wide open
for all to share.
20.13
Ready meal remains stained plates
stacked by kitchen sink.
Lonely silhouetted figure
against an eastenders showing 42” lcd screen.
Laptop scrolls with facebook updates.
Holey sock creeps out from sofa cushion.
22.43
Scrolling through
contract free cable channels
to find something to waste time
until bedtime.
a sugar coated haiku
Doughnut sugared lips
resistance to kiss you fails.
Sickly sweet moment.
by @theboywyatt
Who says romance is dead!
For you and only you
I would;
Rush home early,
in a sweaty stumbling state.
Just so I can hand you
a cup of tea
with a warming kiss
when you walk
through the door.
In the cold
slumbering mornings
I would fetch warmed socks
from the clunking radiator
for your sleepy feet.
First thing during
these winter mornings.
With a hungry gaze
towards that last slice
of chocolate toffee cake
I would stand guard
with my fork.
So noone,
apart from you, can eat it.
I would even tolerate
your Facebook clicking,
through friends photos.
Whining that you look awful
in every photo
even though you never do.
theboywyatt 2009
a haiku
.BiscuitsPlease.
Tea made correctly
process followed perfectly.
Sit back and enjoy.by dwayne wyatt
a haiku
.RockPub.
Air drummer rocks out
snooker cue playing bassist.
Classic jukebox tune.by theboywyatt
lonely figure
Lonely silhouetted figure
against the bonfire glow,
no matter how close he stands.
Will never be as warm
as those couples around him.by theboywyatt
Sad autumnal haiku from the boywyatt
.BreakingtheLaw.
via http://theboywyatt.blogspot.com/2009/10/jack-frost-haiku.html
Jack Frost strikes again
arrested for public damage.
Graffitti Artist.
Feeling autumnal today!
