2016. (01August 2016).

Not a piece that was shy about coming forward. From the first couple of lines to the final full stop was maybe 20 minutes. Here we are at the hour mark and it’s going out. But then again, good or bad, in these times it couldn’t do much else.

2016. (01August 2016).


I’ve watched my shadow shrink to nothing,

And watched it grow again,

But I didn’t think I’d be waking up,

First thing this morning,

On the branch of a tree,

Or waking up at all,


Hanging from a rope on full display,

Seems I’m gonna be helping save the planet,

With the ropes recycling,

Who’d have thought strange black fruit,

Could be so green,

Or that there’d be such a strong bond,

Between my Granddaddy and me,

In 2016.


© Jim Laing 2016.



About Jim Laing

The Buddha said there were four kinds of people. Those who run from dark to dark, those who run from light to dark, those who run from dark to light and those who run from light to light. From a life going from dark to dark to having a few years running from dark to light, with scuffed hands and knees from sometimes falling, I may be getting the hang of it now. How it began is not now how it is, I need a quiet space, After the noise of the day, So I take sanctuary in the creativity, And my soul feeds, On sometimes dark, Sometimes light fantasy, And I dare like many to work, But stay up off my knees, To dream, perchance to suffer, But always still to dream. Here are things mostly lyrical and poetic, with nonsense sometimes, reviews and personal musings. The coffees hot and always black. The words not necessarily so.
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