Unlocked

Watching 

The water

Fathoms

So deep

Cold

Otherworldly

Destination

Unknown

- - - -

Watching

The skyline

Concrete

Metal 

Glass

Not ugly

Industrial

Operatic

- - - -

Watching

The horizon

Clouds

Sky

Sunshine

Meeting

In silence

As one

- - - - 

Watching

The breeze

In motion

In prayer

Changing

Direction

Painting

The heavens

- - - -

Watching

The words

Unspoken

Transparent

Transcending

Time 

Space

People

- - - -

Watching

The boy

In silence

These eyes

Innocent

These thoughts

So true

Friend

- - - -

Watching

The day

Pass

Slow motion

Doors

Lay open

Unlocked

No keys

I need inspiration to write poetry, today has been full of it, that's why this poem was born. It was so easy to write, it's just the story of today, the story of spending time together at Salford Quays. What a wonderful place, it reminds me of an oasis - a place of quiet, of peace, of tranquility in a big, bustling city. Just a place of such contradiction, the mix of water and beauty surrounded by concrete and glass. 

It's a place where you can't help but look and take notice; my eyes just open wide, watching, admiring taking photographs for the mind. Watching someone in particular, just so pure - that's what the penultimate verse is about - a boy, my friend.  The final verse, well it brings it all together, The Quays are mentioned abstractly along with my mindset, so open and honest. Spending time with someone special leaves me with no fear - leaves my door unlocked; that's the title of the poem, Unlocked. It's been a great day xxxxxxx.