I’m not there yet.I’ve still got miles to go. But now I’m moving, with purpose, in the right direction. (Copyright Paul Andrew Sneddon)
Category Archives: Poems
Christmas Flu
Everyone in my house had the Christmas Flu last year. It’s cold outside, minus three,but my temperature’s busting the mercury,flu at Christmas, what’s the chances,no mistletoe and no dances. Family is on the way, turn the car around,feel like I’m six feet underground.I’d love to see you,but I’d have to leave you. Duvet and hotContinue reading “Christmas Flu”
Early Morning Song
I’m going to wake early in the morning. Before the sun. Before the people.Drag myself from my bed. I’m going to drive down to the beach, near where the river meets the sea. I’m going to walk.Feel the cold air.The December rain.The wind in my face. Watch the water breaking on the shore. Listen toContinue reading “Early Morning Song”
I Am Here
Run my hands through the earth, The dirt between my fingers,The rain finally stops falling, The wind drifting through the trees. My voice travelling across the valley, My feet planted in the ground. My coat smells like vape, The rush of the city, Running in my veins, People rushing, traffic, noise, shouting, anger, hands, grabbing, reaching. Stop. Open my eyes. Breathe in, The trees swaying in the breeze. Breathe out, TheContinue reading “I Am Here”
Back Step
Dinner on the back step,In the late evening sun.Last few moments of daylight,the night is coming on. Spanish chicken, rice and salad,“Doctor’s orders” they say.Ah fuck,I’m older than I’d like to be,But I’m grateful for the day. © Paul Andrew Sneddon