More stuff that doesn´t rhyme but that can be understood.

At our latest Writing Circle the subjects which you could write about were "Breaking the Rules" and "The Street".

I produced the following, both of which are quite depressing, really. Don´t know why as, just at the moment anyway, I´m feeling quite at ease with life.
                   
Appearances Are Deceptive.


The street´s quite short.
It´s nothing special,
Terraced houses side by side.
In summer people sit in doorways,
Kids kick a ball, dogs run and bark.
It seems so normal.
And so it is because life is like that,
Smooth on the surface, ordinary.
But inside, underneath, things are different.
When the door is shut, when no-one sees.
Blows and curses, tears and woe,
Pain and anguish, black despair,
 Dreams all shattered, hopes awry.
Till, once more, thresholds are crossed,
Masks are in place
And life goes on in the street.
                   
Crossing the Line.


I broke the rules today,
It felt good.
I thought about it for a long while,
Pondered,debated with myself,
Considered the consequences.
For some time I backed off, afraid.
What would happen if….?
What might he say when…..?
But then, I thought, could things be so much worse?
Could he do more than shout or strike?
So, on a wave of desperation
I went ahead and crossed him.
And it felt good.
But now it´s time for those consequences.
I realise it wasn´t the wisest thing to do
Because I can never win.
He has the strength. He has the power.
But it did feel good.

It´s very hot here in Spain now so I really can´t bring myself to do anything else. Hasta La huego!