Joy by Adam Parry

After so much silence
Joy spoke again
and lifted my feet into a Helter Skelter of dance.
Frantic. Ecstatic. Patient. Still.
Opening my eyes
to the love in peoples sighs
dancing
slow
all around
then somehow inching their laughter line
up
from their lips.
Knowing, remembering
that their hearbeats' as fast as any
and as slow as the song
calling all to
awaken
from the half light
and dance beneath the street lights
as children do
as we never expected to.

The Artist's Day by Adam Parry

Seems like rain at first light.
A yearning for colour, life beyond smoke filled rooms.
Far beyond TV flickers can I make day
One unstarted before, how can I know what I
startedparting those seas, painting in scenes
unseen before, this tree, that hill, falling from me
waiting with excitement when the brush to breatth
life into me