POEM ... THE UNKNOWN ... BREATH OF LIFE

THE UNKNOWN BREATH OF LIFE

See the Emerald moth with eyes a flame shimmering quietly by the stream
Where predawn ethereal creatures begin to take their shapes without … the Breath
Sounds of Voices from the bowels of Jins skimming shadows of thoughtless
Spectres that were almost seen, heard and never touched, devoid… of Life
In torments that don’t belong in any world … so much so … is to be
Stuck in Secret places that see no light without
Hope save thru' that of night … in Vision
Where a quiet respite gets forcibly broken by an intense
Flicker of a candle light that sees the end … in Sound
For try as you might some doors are meant to be …
Closed to the lure of Pandora’s box of glittering curiosity
And Turned away to walk another few more steps of eternity
Where undying love that seeks, intensifies … in Hearts
That beat the rarest distant path of sorrow felt
Where bridges are non existent and ancient crocodiles
At last with no more tears to cry … ferry you to the Mystery
Wherein resides the first and last great and hidden moment of your very own life
Whose name shall remain ...  Unknown 

POEM ... TWO BUTTERFLIES RAINING BUDDHAS FROM THE SKY

RAINING BUDDHAS FROM THE SKY

Once upon a time the meadow, grove, and stream,

The earth, and every common sight

To me did seem clothed in celestial light.

Two butterflies went out at noon

And waltzed above a stream,

They flew straight through the sky of life

And rested on a beam of light, 

Then in glitter ... danced


Raining Buddhas from the sky 

POEM ... I WANT TO BE A FAIRY

AN ODE TO A GOBLIN

I’d like to stay where fairies play
And go to sleep on buttercups
Dance on lettuce leaves with ladybirds
And have a laugh with bees

Have more serious discussions with my Goblin friends
Who can teach me the art of compost making
And drink Elderberry wine with the motley crew
And read what's up in the Cabbage Patch News

Ho Hum

Little trickers always pleading ... '' it wasn't me you know ''

Singing …

Hi Ho … Hi Ho … it’s off to work we go

POEM ... LOVE IS LOST

I WILL COME BACK FOR THEE

I have a heart that beats for two

Strong I am, handsome too

I like the beauty of the silver moon

Where my friends delight in flying naked

Amongst the star bright, lights with me.

I am in love with a friend indeed

To a pretty moth, by name of Mary 

With red petticoats that dazzle me

But I cannot remember where she be

I held her so tight, I could feel her heart

Drumming away in my hand

Love I thought…… it does beat for two

I am in love……

I am in love with

Her soft, silky wings

While in my ears I could hear the sounds

Of  angry little voices shouting at me

You Monster, you took her life

You are an evil beast …..

Then I laughed, and said, how can that be

I am in love with Mary and she with me

You’ve got it all wrong, I screamed

Our hearts beat as one, united we be

As I ran and danced with Mary

Held tightly in my hand

So I ran and hid, come what may

Sat down safe, by the village church

Blessed are those, who are in love

Blessed are those ,who actually care

Blessed am I, who am in love

I will live forever……….

I will live forever, with my Mary

And her soft silky wings.

Oh no you won’t, the voices cried

You Monster, you took her life

You are an evil beast …..

Then I laughed, and said, how can that be

I am in love with Mary and she with me

You’ve got it all wrong I screamed

Our hearts beat as one, united we be.

So I showed them all, then and there

Opened my hand for all to see

How much my Mary does love me

But no sooner had I declared my love

When an axe took off my clenched hand

That was still holding Mary, so close to me

Mary………… I cried 

I WILL COME BACK FOR THEE

As I ran towards the light of the silver moon.......

Howling.......

 I am in love……

I am in love with

Her soft, silky wings

POEM ... SHADOW PLAY ...A PREGNANT SPACE

TOOTH AND CLAW



Nose to ground Stop and look around

Make a stand or Run with Tooth and claw

Jostle, fight, Bite and yawn some more

To see me now decide that I am far too close

Vanish as if they had never been or were never ever

Before in this still and quiet pregnant space




But something wise looks back at me

From way within amongst the trees

And knowingly, leaves me be

With the magic and the

Shadow play of yet another end


To another perfect day

ANGELS OF NATURE ...THE ART AND MAGIC

Thank you ...for the trees, for the birds, the fungus,
for beasty and the crawly and the multi-coloured leaves

The fragrance of the wood when it wakes in the morning,
the refreshing sound of the rain at play

These things are beautiful, as beautiful as sunlight ,
as beautiful as the dew when the new day dawns

Let us stop a while to receive a gift beneath the blessed
and the blessing of Mother Natures trees

Let us be still, long enough to hear our own thoughts rustle,
whispering to the angels of here

Who share the paths that take us in, who care for us,
who cry and laugh out loud with us

So we can emerge renewed, at the first sign of spring ............