Swimming through deep water
Heading for the Holt?
Stop and pause to pray or prey?
Opportunistic?
Jean van jean?
In the forest there are no sanctions
Just life and death and hibernation
In the urban forest
The place we call the office
Or the Learning Zone
There is so much more risk
Classes clash; personalities clash;
Priorities clash; authorities clash!
The mob rules
The bullies rule
The demands/needs of the customer; the consumer; the learner
All must be met
Where am I in the urban forest
A tree shrew
A thorny owl
A wild Ottter
Or an Osprey with a mountain view
Soaring high above the issues of the urban forest
Far travelled wild Osprey
I yearn to be yew
Feb 7, 2014
Feb 7, 2014 at 5:42 AM UTC
Calling all angels
At my beck and fall
Lead me onto Glory
Let night beget my call
The lesson here now endeth
With Giants overhead
I cannot hear the roll-call
That makes me think I'm dead
New life I know awaits me
Whether here or there or home
I know my love will guide me
To Glory and the Throne
I feel so stengthened by you
You give me all you've got
I hope I can replay you
With love, warm hugs and jot!
If I get my jotters
I'll be marching on
To win for you a trophy
My love goes on and on
Your art, your words are varied
Exciting, patient, kind
I feel there is no worry
When you are at my side
Above me and Behind me
Wrapped up in your Pride!
Feb 21, 2013
Feb 21, 2013 at 12:51 PM UTC
As I flit from A to B - Candleford to Larkrise
Laurieston to Gatehouse of Fleet
I flit, spit from A to B
Calling all Bluebells
assist me in my move -11th May, '11
Let Fairy Fawn be fair and true
and pure with humility
For his Fairy Lu - La Fee Lu
could get so blue
if he is not on time
All praises Bluebells
He is here
T'was but a year since
I'd wished upon a
Castramond Bluebell
in April 2010
And now we sit in utter Bliss
Ensonced in historical Dunblane
Fairy Fawn paints on and on
And I just sit, dismiss
All negativity, anything dark
I know that light will disperse the unhelpful hearse
darkness, death and dour ways
Disolve in the sun this late spring morn
Let Bees Browse among the Heather Blooms
Like love now maturing from twenty-eight days to a year and day
4th of the 4th 2012
May 5, 2012
May 5, 2012 at 6:17 AM UTC