Destruction

[..... the victim speaks] 

My dreams are gone....

dreams shattered in a few fleeting moments 

when you forced your brutal lust

on my vulnerable body.

In my innocence I had no understanding 

of what you did.... only the pain. 

The pain shocked my mind and my body

I couldn't have resisted even if it was possible

For you I was a thing

.... you didn't care that the person I thought I knew

had been destroyed in those moments

My dreams destroyed

... the image I held in my mind

could never never do such a thing to me

You were my special one.... my idol... 

but you smashed my image... 

... smashed my dreams

And now there's an aching hole in my heart

that I used to hold you in.... 

Gone..... gone.... you are gone

and the leering face can never

take the place... 

you used to hold

The destruction is complete.

© Ian Croft September 2019 

Once....

[...... on aging]

Once I was young and bold

... able to leap tall buildings in a single bound

Now I feel decrepit and old

.... leaping a puddle is the best I've found

Once I could solve complex issues

..... now I can barely open a box of tissues

I used to climb tall ladders with speed

.... now to mount two steps, assistance I need! 

Oh for the joys of youth

.... I think I've lost them

and that's the truth

Now I sit in my chair and nod

.... perhaps to the letter box

with weary step do I plod

But for all the trials an aging body brings

there are many times that my spirit sings

Watching my child with her exuberance 

... seeing her love for me and her mother

These are joys to compare with no other

So I'm content in these days..... 

They're the best of all

...... that's what I says!


© Ian Croft September 2019