grit – My Tales Within

The next shore of the Sun

I have left the shoreand the next oneI can’t yet seeIn the meagre boatWith my two oarsI battle the sea The shimmering moonThe bobbing wavesmake me numbThe salty windThe gentle rocking stillnessI fear, make me succumb Through the half closed eyeAnd the dreamy mindI see gold, transforming the crimsonVictorious sun risesAnd there comes the dawnThereContinue reading “The next shore of the Sun”

I am me

Bit tired, I trudge onDragging my feetMy steps too smallThe end looking farBrow dripping with sweatSome trickle down the eyeIt’s weary Bit worried, I am scared Eyes cast down Trepidations rise up the throat Filling the heavy beating heart Veins pulsate fear Permeates every cell It’s infectious Bit unsure, full of doubt Shaking to theContinue reading “I am me”