Blackout

IN a spectacular blast from the past, ALL the lights in the office have just gone out. Apparently a generator's blown or something, cutting off all the electricity.

Wow... the UK really IS a third world country!

a reflective poem

night-restless, this you dream:
I light candles by turning stars to steam.
name unknown, your revealing kiss
no game unplayed, no chances missed

ending our time, in laughter and pain
unbending, fleeing lives lost again.
once people picked dreams like fruit, and
stained heaven as sweet as truth.
summers of remembrance, removing winter frost
another promised, dying memory lost
and endeared; forever lie the living -
in fear and hope, lovers embrace the giving.

giving the embrace lovers hope and fear
in living the lie, forever endeared
and lost. memory dying, promised another
frost winter removing remembrance of summers'
truth as sweet as heaven stained,
and fruit-like dreams picked people once again.
lost lives fleeing, unbending:
pain and laughter, in time, our ending.

missed chances, no unplayed game
no kiss revealing your unknown name
steam to stars turning by candles light -
I dream you, this restless night.