The Dust Road

As they drove the last few miles, the wind grew warmer

And he closed his eyes, fixing his mind on that evening

When they celebrated with a party

Everyone was there that night, alive and well

Taking joy in each others' company

Never thinking that things would change so much

That fixed point in his head was where he ran to

When the days were cold and bare

Perhaps he repainted the colours every time he visited

But it was his to do as he wished,

For there he was truly, truly happy,

That one perfect night before his world crumbled

And turned to dust.

bobby stevenson 2013

Farewells

The only thing that used to crack was the excitement and the possibilities that hung in the air

But that was long before the clouds came down

Before the hard rains fell

Before life stopped forgiving

Now I chip and scratch at every turn 

And keeping hold of everything is hard enough -

The thoughts inside my head and

The hearts of other people –

The arrogant way that yesterdays keep slipping

Through my fingers without one single kind farewell

And the cold, cold future that must be faced

Where only chaos and decay

Have gained the upper hand,

Why must the endings be so cruel?

bobby stevenson 2013