Archive for the ‘Death’ Category

Glass Houses

7 July 2010 | Paul Rea

We all live in glass houses
In statues made of clay
By day we kneel
By night we prey
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Youth Lost

3 April 2010 | Paul Rea

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Autumn Skies

21 February 2010 | Paul Rea

Oh Autumn Skies
Embrace me in your leaf strewn forest floors
Clothe me with your canvas colours
Quench me with your dew-grass mornings
Hold me in your frosty hands

In the dying, an explosion of life
In the cold grey, an explosion of colour
In the fading day, a million rays of sunshine
That permeate my soul to the depths of my being
Reminding me that all things come to pass
That my summer
That my youth
Are fleeting too
Just like the leaves
That shine crimson red, yellow, and orange
If only for a moment
Only to fall and die
And scatter before me

Oh Autumn skies
Sing to me before I die
Cover me in a blaze of glory
Just like the leaves that have fallen

Before me