Realisation

Light of day cold, so called
A morning after thoughts crystallised, actions frozen for all time
Time to reflect, the toss of a well thumbed coin
More often, than well thought through plans
However this day, tomorrow, is mild
Already warming to the winter heat
And soon the New Year, new you - reinvention.

Cruel parting

Bullets rain, abruptly halted by some
alive, yet broken careers and ambitions
spun round, survivors weep at their relative security
lessons retaught, always someone elses toy
friendships once shared, fade as the light does from this day
to look back may reveal another way, a different path
an honour to lead, yet to a destination not of their making
harsh words and spite, will not right this woe
take pride in what faces were scaled, and peaks were stood
to be surrounded by stars.