Lying on your back the sky looks vast,
you feel so small.
The only way that perspective is gained,
don’t look away, accept.
Your place is here,
the time is now,
everything is before you.
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© Neil Hayes and neilhayeswrites
Lying
One Year On : Blog
Running is a sport for the loner. Getting out there all on your own can be cathartic, but for some it is hard to understand. To me it is normally a chance for meditation and solitude, exercise for the mind as well as the body.
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Mr Tibbins could never understand people. They all rush around stuck in their own little world, having no idea what that world really is. They don’t know because they don’t want to. It is easier that way. Some people, like him, can see. Is it a gift? Or is it a curse? He has never been able to decide. There are certainly times when blissful ignorance seems like a blessing.
He feels tired today. An old man, out of breath and lonely. Some days are like this now, his energy reserves seem to desert him at times. Maybe they are only finite and one day he won’t be able to call on them. But, until now, they have always been there when he has needed them. A feeling like electricity runs up the back of his neck and he knows that one of them is near. Looking around he can’t see anything untoward.
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I am suffering a day of the wandering mind. I have my list and priorities set but still I seem unable to focus on the task at hand. It’s all the more frustrating since this is the day when I have time.
Continue reading “Concentration : Blog”Heat
Shining down,
reflecting up.
I am in the middle,
sizzling on the outside, cooked to the core.
Wishing to be submerged,
floating under the surface.
Breathe, breathe,
lungs on fire.
Just stop,
don't move,
it will pass.
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Words © Neil Hayes and neilhayeswriter
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