Restless Stories

I go into town on the night I arrive home.  I was bound to.  I’ve been away for a while and I want to see what’s going on.  I have a bit of a sleep when I’ve dumped my stuff in my room but, after that, I’m feeling more refreshed.  Then I have a soak in the bath and get ready.  I leave the house and head up the streets.  It’s weird coming back.  There’s a feeling of novelty about it, tinged with the inevitable familiarity...

Night begins to break Day meets it's fate The world begins to sleep Stars start to shine Crickets sing away Restless I've become  Thoughts bombard my brain Thoughts of then Thoughts of now  Thoughts of what's next No questions nor answers Merely depiction of life's journey Many days have come and gone Many days to come many to go A journey a quest a war a battle Where it ends nobody truly knows As for now I'll enjoy what...