Monday, 29 October 2012
A Natural Condition
Yet not for water but for peace
I Thirsted, a natural condition
My navel in slow yawn
a second nose agape
Through which breathes the earth
Forever
Charlie was in my craw
So I, loathed the stillness
Stalking my waters, rumbling at the edge
But in my navel always sat
The seed of resurrection
2012
Saturday, 27 October 2012
May
May is the today I burn
And my candle flame tilts in the dark
May, I sit and listen
This month of the bull
in a world that’s really a
school
must right itself today
no matter
May of the tears , may I in the
smile
climb down from the maddening
play
so bear witness
for a while
To these words i say
That you will right yourself on this day
Saturday, 18 February 2012
one day on the pavement
A man said to himself
As he watched the maiden
Play with children
"Here is joy in a skirt"
A man sat in the car daydreaming
Of the maiden
Of a day with her smile
The man, the skirt, his dreams
And her smile, never questioned
His sight in her eyes
2012
As he watched the maiden
Play with children
"Here is joy in a skirt"
A man sat in the car daydreaming
Of the maiden
Of a day with her smile
The man, the skirt, his dreams
And her smile, never questioned
His sight in her eyes
2012
Water
And how is it
No two people see
The same sea
Waves in a tumbler
ends within ends and cascading starts
Gentle, you might miss it
This thing that transpires between us
So loves its whispers.
When I became slow
I was one with the deep
What am I to do
Sit at the shore
Feel you in the spray
You never left me
No two people see
The same sea
Waves in a tumbler
ends within ends and cascading starts
Gentle, you might miss it
This thing that transpires between us
So loves its whispers.
When I became slow
I was one with the deep
What am I to do
Sit at the shore
Feel you in the spray
You never left me
Monday, 2 January 2012
Satori maybe
Elicit in my head
A Shrill sound
a nightmares end
the door knobs turn
the knowing jumps out
Smiling
at my disbelief
at the first instep
I am Open
to the sun
From its warmth
I know this day
Is setting in the pink
Swirling
2011
A Shrill sound
a nightmares end
the door knobs turn
the knowing jumps out
Smiling
at my disbelief
at the first instep
I am Open
to the sun
From its warmth
I know this day
Is setting in the pink
Swirling
2011
not again
have I lost you
By running from your futures no’s
To cliff edges
From grounds below an endless grey
To a doubt that chases sleep, prayers and
The hopes
I placed on the altar
My eyes are behind this song
As it plays to my tears and….
….
2011
wanting
What possibly can I get
From your purring
My pining is for kind words
For this nave buried in the ground
What possibly can I get
By your reply so terse
I want it all, in chapter and verse
So in you I will be found
When possibly can I get
now after my Arrant avowals
In Chapters say it, in silent vowels
That I can come around
2011
From your purring
My pining is for kind words
For this nave buried in the ground
What possibly can I get
By your reply so terse
I want it all, in chapter and verse
So in you I will be found
When possibly can I get
now after my Arrant avowals
In Chapters say it, in silent vowels
That I can come around
2011
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