Each day I wonder as I see
The empty spaces within me,
Why I reach out into the void,
Searching through lives celluloid,
To touch another with my voice?
A chance that we might rejoice!
Nervous, hesitant I make my play
Anxiously hoping that you will stay
And not cast me out into the dark
With little chance to make my mark.
Connected, but I don’t know how,
Patterns emerge once seen, wow!
Together in languages embrace
We have the courage each to face
A life where running away has stopped,
And face our lives without being propped
By images that never see the day.
So is reality now here to stay!
David Scanlon – England – (1963 - )
Scanlon. D (2018) Poetry for Business : Continuing Conversations. The Foolish Poet Press, Wilmslow, England. FACING UP. Page Number 40.