I don’t long to go back, not really
for I know that I will not find
the footprints of childhood
still residing there
but only a ghost of what
was once, a faint thread
leading me back
to somewhere that no longer exists
and cannot be any more
for the world has kept spinning
and I have kept moving
through this life and it no longer
waits for me in the shadowy
wings but has been wiped away
and all that is left
is the ripples, ghost
of a place and time and people
that once was
and no longer is.
Tag: journey
On the Road
Another road, another unfamiliar car park
on the road again
destination unknown,
journey to be decided.
On the road again,
with a car full of gear
and anticipation in the air.
On the road again
with sand between my toes
and sea water at my feet.
Sunrise Over Tonbridge [Creative]
The sky begins to pale
over the black landscape
that is hidden from my eye.
The train rumbling through the countryside
doesn’t give it a second thought
and the passengers are silent
eyes closed or staring at screens.
In the passing towns, lights twinkle
and the shapes of roofs are visible.
Deserted stations lie, frost
on the platforms, doors slide open
to admit the lone traveller.
The sun rises somewhere in the distance
unseen from the train.
