Seagull Sonata

These are not birds
But ideas in my mind

Each clamouring 
For attention

Asking to be fed
And wanting to soar

High into the
Open sky

Marathon Man

There are some who run

towards fame

Others who prefer to run 

towards anonymity

There are some who run 

into waiting arms of lovers

And some who run  

far away from others

But what do you make of those

who are constantly 

running away from 

the demons within themselves

Planet Of The Apes

What do I say of 

A species that undermines 

The value of trees

It's hard to believe 

Man is related to me

And sadder still to 

See his arrogance 

And greed

Bringing him down

To his knees