Art Has A Language
Tag: thoughts
At The Foot Of A Dream
That Feeling Lingers…
Oscillating Thoughts
A Cool Wind Blows…
A cool wind blows
Along the shore
Numbing the thoughts
Levelling the score
Each of us has
Our own unique challenges
Battles are raged
As we instil the changes
Throughout our lives
We seek to improve
In every way
To find our groove
Battle hardened
Battle weary
We carry on…
Sometimes a little teary
Keep the faith
Things are getting better
We’ve all begun
To write that new chapter!
Written by David Johnson
February 2016
© CommunicatingCreatively/David Johnson 2016
Train Of Thought
Create!
Create a world
That is your own
A place with feeling
Where one can go
In one’s mind
In one’s Heart
A place to escape to
A place to create Art
That place exists
Within your mind
It is a place
Where you can unwind
Unwind enough
For you to create
That statement that
You want to make
Create and be free
In all that you do
Create that Art
That makes you, you!
Written by David Johnson
January 2016
© CommunicatingCreatively/David Johnson 2016
Raise The Bar
Review your goals
Raise the bar
Look to the future
You’ll see from afar
Roll up those sleeves
Dig right in
Look at that dream
And start to begin
In no time at all
You’ll be on the road
Moving forward
Instead of being towed
That mental check-up
You gave to yourself
Was the key
To your self-help
Reward yourself
Along the way
The journey of growth
Is your payday!
Written by David Johnson
January 2016
© CommunicatingCreatively/David Johnson 2016
Sit And Listen
Sit and listen
What do you hear?
I hear the sound
Of a New Year!
A New Year that brings
Promise, excitement and cheer
Opportunities abound
To all those who are near
It’s time to let go
Of all those fears
Work hard for your goals
Be sincere
Achieve your dreams
Make it your year!
Written by David Johnson
January 2016
© CommunicatingCreatively/David Johnson 2016
Jewels Of The Street
The rush of the wind
The falling of snow
Street lamps flicker
Causing the night to glow
The shops are like jewels
Along the streets
Like ships in a harbour
An organised fleet
Silently they stand
In the still of the night
Waiting for morning
For people to take flight
Queuing they will
For the lowest of prices
Ready to snap up
Those wonderful appliances
Through the hustle and bustle
Of that long-sales-day-grind
The staff will try to be
Both patient and kind
And when it’s time to close
The sales day is done
People return to their homes
And look over what they’ve won
The street returns to silence
The night begins to fall
The shop goes to sleep
Until the next sales day calls.
Written by David Johnson
27 December 2015
© CommunicatingCreatively/David Johnson 2015
