a simple story
but full of strength and passion
of a parents' love

I am a raven
within the urban landscape
bright eyed and mirthful

would you pave your heart
and make it a parking lot
where nothing can grow

Your face in my hands
i look deep into your eyes
and kiss away tears

Golden light, days end
Shadows lengthen, darkness grows
Slap, slap! - mosquitoes

pines clatter windows
a howling wind rising
the moon in hiding

murmurs, soft kisses
sated in each others arms
do you remember

the rain falls in tears
for the innocents now lost
slaughtered by our gods

you are beautiful
when you are tickling me
with your clever eyes

mountains white and blue
trees full of bird song and buds
riding spanish banks

our city once was
funky and beautiful
but now it's just slick

crows flying to roost
blue heron in silhouette
riverside sunset

in the wee small hours
gentle words, laughter and touch
filling up with love
then slipping into my bed
we spooned and she pressed hard back
with intimate urgency
inciting my inner beast
to wild abandon

sometimes it is hard
to know where you are going
let love show the way

the beauty of life
is there for you to see
but you have to look

I would lay with you
on buttercups and clover
neath the green, green trees
all speckled in their shadows
two trout in loves starry stream

cold clear winter's night
spooning neath the counterpane
a fever rising

the wellspring of life
flows through me from the void
as i swim upstream
to the still clear ponds
with their quiet cool depths
of eternity

i taste your fragrance
whenever you are near me
your perfume is love

twelve eagles rising
riding updrafts to the sun
four crows dive bombing

sooner or later
we all wither and die
like summer flowers
and blow away forgotten
or find immortality
of questionable value
pressed between pages

like some giant bird
you fly straight into my life
to peck and preen me

the eyes of the eyes
keepers of the inner gate
editors and chiefs

a derelict house
windows gone and doors open
wrapped thick with brambles
under a spreading walnut
a doll glaring from the porch

beware of extremes
do not try to be a saint
be human instead
respect others and your self
give love when and where you can
and help when and where you can
without an expectation
be yourself and be open
to other ideas and views
You will be happy

rain beautiful rain
washing away my heartache
hiding all my tears

silly old gander
all puffed up and parading
with his store bought love

I honestly doubt
that he is capable of
love or compassion
if you could only just see
what is apparent to me
you would be running away
so my lady please beware
at this moment what you see
is all his best behaviour
for his eyes are on the prize
jockeying for the big win
Oh, and could you please give him
a little message from me
that if he ever harms you
in any way big or small
I will wring his neck

wipe away your tears
put your head on my shoulder
let me comfort you
i  will listen to your fears
i will carry your burden
until you are strong again
i love you that much

red light, green light, flash
bounce go rockabye baby
on the cross town bus

two lovers embrace
in the deep dark velvet night
neath a sea of stars

With a harp it strides
Plucking notes like hammer blows
In an endless dirge

delicate pink sky
behind snow covered crags
crescent moon rising

i think i am a
fatalistic optimist
accepting what comes
but in love with the process
i know the value of life
and the lessons to be learned
i try to stay positive
with a clear and open mind
so i can learn my lessons
with objectiveness and truth
and it is my firm belief
this will make me free

our universe is
the most beautiful woman
wearing a red shift
arms outstretched she pirouettes
with grace and wild abandon
full of light and life

a spider crab flows
its long legged dance across kelp
all rippled brown green

i thought i knew love
when i was but a young man
so much wiser now

Umbrellas held high
rubber boots splash and splatter
a drowning parade

yellow moon rising
above the cobalt massif
quails in golden grass

on top of the hill
stands an old and stately house
each evening at sunset
two crows would perch together
upon the peak of its' roof
nuzzling one another
preening and softly cawing
for years they were always there
no matter what the weather
nor the season of the year
but two years ago it changed
and now only one crow sits
upon the roof at sunset
alone, hunched and unmoving
silent and forlorn

you are so profound
superior to us all
inside your bubble

Two wheels on pavement
Sun blazing down and blue skies
Pushing through the wind
Flowers, mountains, pretty girls
Making sure rubber side down

i  am exhausted
my eyes are longing to shut
but my mind churns on

i am but a flame
of flesh and i am burning
ideas fly in