Random Thought

It was just a random thought
Half a thought, really
But that didn’t matter
It still became a prompt
A prompt to action
So he sat down
And picked up his pen
And wrote

Between the Waters

Pontsticill Reservoir, Brecon Beacons

Sunlight’s sharp brightness

Starts casting longer shadows

Between the waters

A Winter’s Day

A winter’s day starts
With promise of mild weather
It’s so confusing

Like a Game of Chess

Like a game of chess

Need to keep up the pressure

And defend yourself

A Thought

A thought
Whispers through the mind
With ideas tumbling
Over and over each other

An idea
Brightening the senses
Crafting a solution
To recurring problems

A solution
With obvious success
Challenges received wisdom
Into submission

A challenge
A meaningful concept
Is it a problem?
Or a solution?

In every thought, In every idea
In every solution, In every challenge
There is opportunity
And that is a thought in itself

Conscience

Working through the emotions

Relocating several times

To leave the past far behind

Only to have reminders

Thrust upon him without ending

By those who will not forget

Jealousy knows no bounds

In the hands of a bitter soul

Yet still

Onward and upward

Over the mountains of disbelief

To rise above the naysayers

Above the angry words

To rise and stay above

The clouds of doom

Wrung from the hands

Of those who show no mercy

To know the peaceful sunshine

Of a clear conscience