Splendidly, the first bulbs wake,
Pushing stealthily through the soil,
Ready to colour the world.
Impressive blooms and delicate petals,
Nodding in the gentle breeze,
Getting ready for warmer days.

Shimmering heat ripples across the sky;
Unique beauty plentiful for all to see.
Moments of summer rain to cool,
Majestic drops as refreshing as ice.
Exciting days basking in sun heat,
Running till you droop with sweat.

Awkwardly, the leaves begin to fall,
Undergoing breathtaking colour changes,
Trodden like firecrackers underfoot.
Until the trees are stark and naked,
Making silhouettes against Autumnal skies;
Nocturnal works of art.

Warming hands by glowing fires,
Icicles hanging from frosty rooftops;
Never forget what is now snow-covered.
Thawing towards the end -
Expecting the splendour of Spring’s return,
Ready to repeat the cycle of wonder.

A single flower blooms
In the place where you were murdered;
Taken from me so cruelly,
Before your life had truly begun.

Walking home so happily,
Unaware of your fate;
Your life cruelly ended
By the man you trusted most.

Our love affair still blooming;
Fresh and passionate,
Days spent learning all
Of each other's secrets and dreams.

Your family so pleased
You'd found true love,
Accepting me like a daughter;
All but one.

Your brother, so hostile,
Refusing to speak, distant;
But we carried on our lives,
Growing together.

So many plans,
A future to build together;
Until that dark day
When you were torn away.

Your brother walking in the room,
Hands covered in blood;
He'd taken your life
He could not bear us together.

No tears or guilt,
Just relief his pain was over;
Jealous of his little brother,
Not wanting him to live his life.

And now I stand where you were killed,
A single flower blooming,
A single memory
Of two lives ripped apart.

Amazingly enough,
Both of you
Count as survivors.
Did either of you realise the
Enormity of the situation?
Forever dreaming of a better life,
Goals seemingly out of reach,
However hard you try.
I realise how tough things are,
Just by looking at your faces.
Knowledge of the future,
Listening to the words
Many others have spoken;
Nobody ever believed the
Outcome would be so tragic.
Putting trust in others,
Questions on your lips;
Revealing secrets and lies,
Shocking and brutal.
Tragedy struck you both,
Unique in this world;
Victory is yours,
Weeping at the place where
X marks the spot;
You both stand united,
Zapped of all energy.

Your mind a blank,
The words not flowing,
Like a river bed empty
From a summer drought.

No ideas,
No stories,
Just a vacant space
Where your thoughts should be.

Where has the inspiration gone?
Surely something in life
Could spark up a flame,
Get you back on track?

So many stories once in your head,
Now just an empty playground,
No voices, no life,
No imagination.

Tales waiting to be told,
Verses brimming with emotion
Waiting to spill onto the page;
Just hoping for that single spark.

Let's pray for life to return,
To inspire and stimulate;
To reignite the passions
Of a writer's mind.

Through your darkest times,
I have been by your side,
Watching out for you,
Mending your tortured soul.

When you lost your parents
I was at your side as you
Grieved for them;
Your tears ripping my heart apart.

When your greatest love
Betrayed you with another,
I put my arms around you
And soaked up your sobbing.

When you were violently beaten
By callous thugs in the street,
I was there at your hospital bedside,
Never once leavmg your side.

When you were diagnosed
With that terminal cancer,
I listened as your voiced
Your fears and concerns.

When you stood on the edge
Of that cliff, amazing view,
I stood beside you and watched
As you plunged to your death below.

And now we are once more,
Side by side, reunited;
Your brother who died at birth,
Yet always watched out for you.

And the rain falls,
Cold and gloomy
On the evening pavement,
Washing away
The sins of the day.

I love the sound
Of the drops hitting glass,
The iron smell
Of fresh water
Splattering the thirsty soil.

Looking at the gorgeous trees,
So translucent
In this evening light;
Little lanterns
Made from raindrops.

Delicate petals
Bouncing back,
After being pounded
From above;
Bringing new life.

The memories of a
Long hot summer,
Mixing with the
New freshness of long overdue rain;
Such beautiful contrast.

So overdue, so welcome,
Quenching the thirst
Of Mother Nature;
Cooling the overheated passions
Of one and all.

Ten lonely people
Pretending they're fine;
One slashed his wrists,
And then there were nine.

Nine lonely people,
All filled with hate;
One injected too much,
And then there were eight.

Eight lonely people,
Dreaming of Heaven;
One smashed up his car,
And then there were seven.

Seven lonely people,
Reeling from life's evil tricks;
One swallowed some pills,
And then there were six.

Six lonely people,
Struggling to survive;
One drowned at sea,
And then there were five.

Five lonely people,
Craving for more;
One hung himself,
And then there were four.

Four lonely people,
Depressed as can be;
One leapt off a cliff,
And then there were three.

Three lonely people,
With nothing to do;
One burnt to death,
And then there were two.

Two lonely people,
All joy and hope gone;
One murdered the other,
And then there was one.

One final person,
Left all alone;
He blew his brains out,
And then there were none.

As dusk descends,
The horror of the day
Slowly sinks in,
Bleeding into my soul
As I silently weep.

The shimmering heat of the day
Now turns to an icy chill,
As I look down at your body
Lying by my feet.

My blood covered hands shake
As the horror of the day
Plays back through my mind;
No escape,
It's now becoming real.

Why did you have to push me
Past breaking point?
Could you not see
The anger inside growing?

Pushing me past danger point,
Making me snap
And reach for that knife,
My arms a frenzy as I go
Out of my mind.

For I was not me,
I was a stranger, a monster;
Taking control of my body
With overwhelming insanity.

Now, as dusk descends,
I silently weep
At my blood stained hands;
Horror overwhelming me,
Screaming in my ears,
This is you, forever.

As the tears fall,
I take your hand tightly in mine,
Memories travelling back
Over many years of friendship.

Hot childhood summers
Lying in fields full of daisies;
Sound of crickets in our ears,
Scent of lemon in the air.

Long summer nights,
Drinking wine by the ocean.
Waves silently lapping at our feet
As we live for the moment.

Sand between our toes
As we walked across the beach,
Cool, salty air
Refreshing on our faces.

Standing in cornfields
Pitch black of the night,
Faces turned upwards
As heavy rain fell.

Swimming in rivers,
Gasping at icy waters;
Laughing as we splashed,
Sun baking us dry.

Stronger than friends,
We were just like brothers;
Bonded from childhood,
And never apart.

But now, as the tears fall,
And you silently pass away,
Our long life together
Now comes to an end.

And through all of this time
I never told you that I loved you.
You were my whole world
And yet you were never to know.

I loved you more than a friend,
You were always my world;
Yet words remamed unspoken
For fear of rejection.

Forgive me, my love,
For never telling the truth,
But the friendship we had
Was too perfect to ruin.

I'm left with regrets,
But my love keeps me strong.
Our memories so priceless,
As still the tears fall.

How I love
Autumnal Bliss;
Nature slowly shutting down
For a Winter's sleep.

Trees with their final burst
Of majestic beauty;
Red, yellow and amber
Colours of their leaves.

Last Summer warmth
Meets early Winter chill;
Crisp, golden mornings,
Fresh woodland scent.

Walking amongst
The slowly falling leaves,
Watching them spin
As they drop by my feet.

Catching my breath
As a chill fills the air;
Breath looks like steam
As it releases into the air.

Dream of the warmth
Of a fireside chair;
Cracking logs
Inside dancing red flames.

A fantasy world
As I stroll through the woods,
Magical and breathtaking
As they offer their beauty.

How I love
Autumnal Bliss;
A paradise and retreat,
The wonder of Nature.