You don’t even notice it at first
The change almost imperceptible
Then you notice a nostril twitch
As it picks up something tangible
A memory, a flicker from within
As you register the scent
Still only a vague distortion
No recognition of what it once meant

And then it’s gone

You subconsciously start to seek
Tasting the air around
What was that presence I sensed?
Sensual, like feeling a sound
Another flicker
This one stronger than before
Like a block being removed
Someone’s opened up a door

Now you have it

Your 8 again, it’s teatime
The memory fills your soul
You’re at the kitchen table
Staring at the bowl
You’re racing back to ages
Left so far behind
You’re finding out how senses
Can play games with your mind

And there it is

Eventually senses align
And memories brought to light
And those faint stirrings deep inside
Are brought forth into sight
You’re standing in the street
With a glazed look in your eye
All caused by faintest scent
Of someone’s Homemade Shepherd’s Pie

Billy 11/07/15


We Live For The Soil


We live for the soil
Over it men and women die
All for the right just to toil
While lives marked in hours pass us by

As societies simmer and boil
Fingers point and feathers fly
Bitter truths inflame, embroil
While those we chose to lead us lie

We live for the soil
Over it men and women die
All for the right just to toil
And listen to hungry children cry

A permanent state of turmoil
And a system that’s bleeding us dry
Like the world that we bleed for it’s oil
And it’s poisons we process and buy

……… We live for the soil
Over it men and women die
All for the right just to toil
With no right to ever question why

Billy 6/7/15



You touched my conscience
Destroyed the chain around my heart
Filled it to bursting
And blew those links apart

Allowed a soul starved of air
To taste life’s breath once more
Found this broken person
And helped me off the floor

Showed me how to see again
And how to raise a smile
Reminded me of feelings
I’d not felt in a while

Drew me back to younger times
Smiles, though lined and dated
Arousing tides within
That had too long been abated

Travelling through time
Touching fresh, raw senses
Passing over warning signs
And smashing down defences

Mind a whirling maelstrom
That takes my breath away
Then I catch myself and bite my tongue
I almost gave myself away

Billy 5/7/15