The Contented Buttercup

It sits 
listening to others around 
happy in its position 
on the luscious ground
soft butter petals 
occasionally brushing 
against others 
not quite rooted
but beginning to settle,
yellow 
and mellow 
it soaks up the sun 
to be here and living
amongst everyone. 

Starlight

Meant to do write this sort of thing at the beginning of the month, oh well just a few days late.
It's October. 3 more months to go, the end is in sight. Not saying I'll never post on this again, it just definitely won't be everyday and maybe not a poem. I don't know. 
Also I'm thinking of getting another tattoo when I've finished doing this. So it's a kind of during my first year of university/ to remind me I wrote a poem every day for a year (that being said, I've probably just jinxed myself. Shit.)

Anyway. Poem.

Don't really know what to write about . . . 

The light of  the stars
glow through the mist 
of grey and the clouds, 
lighting the shadows 
and skipping along
the ground 
waving to the sky 
as the moon says goodbye 
and the light is free 
to come and greet me 
the patterns spiralling 
under my eyelids 
and it not the darkness 
or sleep that I am with 
but the light of the stars 
and the wave of the moon.

Yup, title is also a Muse song. Yay Muse ^.^

Shining Eyes

I apologise for yesterday's poem, wrote it in about 30 seconds just before going the flat opposite to be social and what not. I'll try make today's better. Hopefully. 

You surprised me

by turning up here 
lifting me in the air
and calling me dear. 


When your eyes 
looked in to mine 
the pupils did shine
words fading on your lips.


I awoke in bed
realising that this had
just happened merely
inside of my head.


But now I wonder
when I see you next 
will those eyes shine 
and this become complex?

One Two Three

One
two
three
let 
me 
see
what
will
happen
to
me. 

Family

Happy Birthday Mum.
(family came up today for a birthday meal, was very nice) 

Forever

Always 
My family 
I know 
Love me, and
Yes. Nothing will change that.

When Determination Chases Procrastination

The things that I need
and intend to do 
they end up going to 
the bottom of the list 
and pointless things
take their place 
and my determination 
is left to chase 
the greed and dominance 
of procrastination 
it tries to drag it 
to start some work 
and underneath all this lurks 
the fear of failing 
or falling behind 
so procrastination
soon becomes kind
and allows the brain
to fall into the right 
state of mind.

The Tram Ride

The shops 

the streets 
the towers 
the trees 
the tracks 
the faces 
the fences 
the people.
All pass by 
as I sit 
and I realise
that this,
this it
and I've arrived
this is where
I'm meant to be.