Do you know me?
I know you.
Do I know me?
You know you.
Come let us talk.
Friends?
Let me love you.
Grass bending
It's knees in your wake
I am here.
I will not wait
for you to see me.
But I am here,
Biding my time.
I wait for no reason
Nor rhyme.

Thoughts have mass.
What weighs more?
The carrying of a cross,
or the thought thereof?
Know ye not that ye are Gods?
What then, of the temples
on either side of your head?
Did you forget that you are Divine?
That you are the temple
of your own God?
That you co-create the space you
co-inhabit, body and mind?
As above so below.
The power of a Word.
Know naught else,
but know Thyself.
For thou art made in the image of God.
The architect of your reality is you.
Speak wisely
as you cast your thoughts
upon Creation.

My own lemon tree!
Bear fruit for me
I will eat your babies
With love :)

what is it
that you want from me?
some call it destiny.
others call it tyranny.
i just plug the holes
with aspects of myself
nothings what it seems
and here i am
offering my silly being
to you.
let it be or let it go.

Gone. Gone again.
Where do we draw the line?
When do we take the time
To be honest, let things go.
Say, are you listening?
I am trying
to tell you something
that you already know.
Let’s let it go.

If I could step into your mind
I’d rearrange your thoughts
I’d plant a garden there
Let the smell of flowers
Fill your nose, clear the air
I could be your stream
Could be the angel
In your dream
If you just opened up a little
Let me into your head
I could clear a path for you
That’s safe for you to tread

Useless information
Clogs his brain
Like a blocked up drain
In a fit of dispair
He comes up for air
Clenches fists as he
Tightens the noose
Makes sure that it will
never come loose
Life is transitory
Death's own territory
We are all born to die
In some way or another
So if you feel it's time
Then come, brother.
Let go.

Reading books,
Reading words,
Some thoughts
Are totally absurd
To make poetry
Out of pain
and story out of glory
Of moments in time
With no reason, no rhyme
Just life, sublime..
Somebody's point of view
Nothing old, nothing new,
Just another *** of stew.
....

curiously examines the corner
as she searches for shadows
cast against the black abyss
of her sleeping mind
when the lights come on
she hides in the cracks
waiting, waiting to awaken
from the dreamstate that
some call life

Can you hear?
Silence speaks loudly
into the listening ear.

Hellfire and Heaven
Doorways of freedom
Subways of speach
Sometimes Silence speaks
More sense, I am told
So speak then, Silence,
My ears are yours to teach

The day has just begun
And a little black bird
Says watch out for the sun
It is late afternoon
And a bright little bird
Says watch out for the moon
Day and night I watch and wait
What am I watching for?
In the safety of my room
I lie in limbo
Safe from everything
Except myself.
Where’s that little bird now?
Can’t hear anything from
Under my blanket.

I lose myself
To the thought of you
Return to find myself
In thrall of you.
What would you
Have me do?
I am in love with you.

It's you.
It's all of you
That I Iove.

Why?

Because
This is what
We do.
We Love.

We feel other things too
But let's just
Focus on Love.

Come...
Let me embrace you
Feel my heartbeat
Lay your head
Against my chest
And know that you
Are Loved.

The smell of you
in my nose
That day you flung me
up into the air
and we danced
amongst red roses
I felt weightless then
but heavy now
and the wind disposes
of all those petals
Love me, lot me alot..
Love me, love me not.

climb the tops of
tall, ivy clad walls,
slip down the edges
of cool bricks
and jump gently onto
untrodden soil..
wander through a
sweetly scented garden
and choose a flower.
give it a name.
say hello.
then tear off petals
one by one
and ask it
if it loves you.

And then he said
Hold back, give space,
Don’t respond straight away
Irritable, he says
"so irrationally you"
What am I to do
Can't turn you aside
Can't pull you closer
Can't have you kiss me
Can't have me miss you
Theres no bliss in this.
We deserve better,
You and I
You are my sunshine
And I am your sky
But I cannot keep you
Unless you are mine.

He loves me.
Love's me not.
How many petals
Are there to a flower?

a love like ours
was written in the stars
in little bites of caviar
and diamond studded bars

were you there
when they turned on the lights?
what a sight
for sore eyes

nothings quite as sweet
when lustre's gone to sleep

the smell of wet hair
shifted his shoulder
touching strand to strand
his and hers blended
one merman unto a maiden

with some things
the closer you get
the further away you feel
as though by zoning in
you enter the space in between
'interstices' - mind the gap
lest you fall through
never having reached
the next plateau

you. Writers.
Bearers of your Soul.

It makes you whole,
doesnt it?

Feelings on shirtsleeves
the transcendence of a Mole.

There’s a peculiar something
about synchronicity
the more you notice it
the more obvious it becomes
And then you find
yourself musing at
the marvelous nature of life
and how coincidence
does not explain it at all
it's all connected, somehow.
like mushrooms.
All mushrooms are magic.

scene 1: enter Noah

scene 2: enter Covid19

scene 3: what Game do we play Now?

scene 4: where were we before the End?

we don't know until we know
and then,
when the playground shifts,
we find ourselves engaged
in the same game
but the angle has changed
seems you never know until you know
that you knew nothing before
which means
that you never know much, ever
in spite of being so clever

Now that
you’ve been there
you know
how far you’ll go
to get there again.
Done deal
- it's no promise.
It's a guarantee.
I'll be seeing you
Again.

did you try to reach me?
i am sorry i wasn't there.
i don't know where
i am right now,
somewhere caught up
between care and despair.
i will call, sometime.
when i find myself enough
to find my phone.

A million things not to say:
(Abbreviated)..

I want you
I love you
I need you
Will you stay?

There’s a hole in me
That won’t be filled
More more more is never enough
Numbing the silence that hums
Fingers tapping at my temples
As I will it away

i am Me
and a bit of You
a lot of You
and a bit of Me
Have we not won
in realizing that we,
indeed, are One?

I am all over you
In more ways than one
Cover me with
Your blankets
And let it be done.

Through the bars
he saw stars
Heaven
was a centimetre away
Fingers curled around metal
as his soul poured like water
from life's jug
He saw his essence
lifting up into the night sky
like a tear in someone
else's eye.

Quiet wind
Can you hear me?
I can't see very clearly.
Why are you so distant
Tonight
My blanket fails
to warm me tonight
Blow away this troublesome
Day
And let us play,
again,
Tonight.

like a dragonfly
he barely skims the surface
waiting as a spider does
for careless little words
waiting as a python does
for careless little birds
draws them in on threads of silk
and grinds them down to milk
drinks at leisure
for his pleasure
those of wanton ilk

not without disdain
i refrain from
your advances
king Frances
why do you
beg of me so
i am neither your bride
nor your **.

You stepped into my life
And crept into my heart
You made a bed and slept there
As you dreamt, I came apart
Turning inside out I smelled
The embers of a fire
And knew that it was me that
Lay there burning on that pyre

Stand tall
I will always love you
But these bricks must fall
This wall should never
Have been built at all.
Its inescapable.
The inevitable will happen
And I am past the point
Of stalling what will be.
Que Sera Sera
My love.
With you. And me.

rain kissed wing tips dip and dive
claws curled up on the wires
that bind us
ill conceived desires reign a planet
with the tears of another child born
in a cage bound for the stage
Freedom lies in the wings
in that song that the rainbird sings

I am ready
for Change.

Limbo. Am I real?
Is any of this really real?
Burst bubble bits settle around me
And I feel the soapiness between
My toes. It's as real as its ever going to be, I guess.

You observe
and I do
I watch
and you act
twins souls on opposite
sides of the coin
cause and effect
act and react
rats on a race wheel
until we get off
and embrace

who's to say
why some thoughts happen
and why certain things occur
who's to give an answer
if the question is unsure
sometimes songs rhyme
and sometimes they do not
its not that we don't understand,
it's just that we forgot.

Lord..
chasten me with your wisdom
that I might bow down
on baptized knees
and know
that where God gave Life
the devil claimed tenancy
but where the devil
has sullied my feet,
God will wash them clean.

It's the Experience  
that catches your breath
and the Aftermath
that holds it there..
Retrospect is a powerful thing.
It lifts the veil to reveal
the pattern, that path that
brought you here.
Deviate from that path
and you’ll see one day
that you were always,
always
on your own particular path.

He bought her sandals.
The best ones she ever had.
They were hers and
she loved them.

She was the barefoot
kind of girl.

It came to her
that he had laid a path
for her to tread upon
by gifting her with shoes..

It was up to her
to take the first step.
And to keep walking.

On land
Across the sky
And through the mind.

Keep walking
until the time comes
to stand still again.

To take off the sandals
and feel grass underfoot.

Little birds in a cage
Little words in my head
Set them free
Let them be
Or you'll find them all dead
To live is to learn
To swim is to burn
Love and let be
That the blind they might see.

I wait until it rains
and then i pull out the weeds
plant some seeds
imagine your tears as rain
soft soil - pull out the pain
and plant again...
Grow tall.
Grow mighty.
Grow in order to seed
something beautiful.

It irks me to write about sadness
When, I’d rather
write about gladness
But as someone said to me
You’ve gotta go there to feel it
Immerse yourself in the moment
Reflect, let it be and then,
Set it free.

what you think you saw
was but a shadow on the wall
what you thought you knew
was knowing nothing at all
passed a nearby shadow
it was nothing but a cat
tin roof creaking
at the dropping of a hat