The Psychology of the Unsaid: Poem

The Psychology Of The Unsaid

Thoughts, untranslated, remained unsaid.
Was it because expression or emotion was dead?
Or was it really that all courage had fled?

Education has not the answer
On thoughts that remain unsaid;
Or the psychology of the unsaid world
Could probably change the world.

There were pauses, there were glances
And the words that spoke
Were the smokescreen for
Ordinary, unsuspecting folk.

Now, instinct, reason and lapsus
Are some more terms to discuss;
The unwritten is unwritten
The unspoken is yet hidden.


Copyright: Rani Turton

Rooftop Art, Paris

There is a kind of ladder or steps that have been integrated into the design.

Leaves (How They Do Fall) : Poem

Leaves, How They Do Fall

Leaves, how they do fall
Do they happen to wonder at all
Why the earth happens to turn
And them, with seasons spurned.
When they fall onto the earth
Carpetting the ground with their mirth
Do they think of the spring
And the life that it will finally bring?

That the cycle of life begins
That the waltz of seasons spins
Now leaves tumble and fall

One more autumn, one more fall.


Copyright: Rani Turton

Sculpted Leaf

A leaf that has been sculpted to perfection on a building in Paris.