fool-proof umbrella
covering protégé
adorning brilliance

no purple moments
folly forgotten
iniquity barred
fountain-pen spills
in lampblack Indian ink
when letting go
rose bush on fire
in the mountain
claims
rock-hard granite
heat melting
higher meeting..so fleeting

concluding well
deep
sans senses
catch scent
wrapped in sound
sudden arrival
rivers flow yet endless

such relief exquisite
still
not quite
fruition
not yet..

four leaves wait
count a quarter
at a time
yet fretless time
caught in veins
of
chlorophyll dreams

time to fill
maturation
to come..

to plant seeds
into blazing buds
just
not yet..



S T,  13 June  2013

Sailing on the star streams reaching past the trees
looking for reflection in moons of lily seas

Crossing wild oceans of tumbling rocky waves
that toss me in the air, with no direction leading, spinning me away

Til in a dream I find you, last night so calm the water, smoothed my fever
lovely kisses rang, fragrant music ever sweetly sang

Until I wake to find, morning brings a crashing wave
you've sailed, swiftly fading from a silken dream

It was a lilac day, a dream of scented heaven  
what world sings of this blue, green summer?
Early morning raindrops splash giant maples,
droplets of sun, above far hills
alighting flowering fields, with flashing wings
of tiny sparrows

Cormorant swoops, the falling sky, far beyond
clouds of pink edge the bluest sky
silvery fish, below in cooling waves
blue herons stalk long where
seaweed sways

Sunlight poured, warming mossy woods
tallest trees breathing steam - spectrally
lichen blooms, tiny flowers in the sun
before the dawn of washing rain
a silent ancient forest

is time that passes by
each second comes
and goes
with it is our life

from which we make things happen
as and when it must be
for a time n place there is
but when we get there
is it foretold
or do we come to it by ourself
as and when we should

for each minute that passes
our thoughts come and go
for within is so much
that has yet to be told
for in our life
we do hold
so much yet so little

our thoughts motivate us
from them we do so much
or so little
in them we find solace

find despair
find trouble
find hope
find happiness
we find so much is to long a list

for in them we see much
but listen to them do we
for there are so many thoughts we have
each day comes and goes
a thought lost
a thought found

within them we are who we are
we can do anything we want
for they are our thoughts
part of who we are
for we are what we are
but have you learnt that

few have found what they seek
for have they really sought
what is within them
for that is the truth

so little be told
so little be seen
so little be heard
so little be known

do you understand it
for it is you
within you
every second
every minute
every hour
every day
your life

so lead it how you will
for one day
you may finally come to see
what it is that you seek
do you not know
then listen to yourself

not others
is for you to lead
is it not your life
to enjoy and live
othesr come and go
they be part of it

that be part of you
in whatever way you let them
for they are just a part
no matter how close or far

let them in
hold them back
see yourself
before others do

why judge others
when you have not learnt
what it really is
for life is yours

take it how you want it
live it how you want
make it what you want

things come and go
learn from them as you will
do not ignore
no matter how trivial

for everything we see
we do
we hear
we think
they all make us what we are

do you really know
who you are
for are you not yourself
or are you what others want

realise your true self
the potential that is within
for only when you learn yourself
will you understand

and so i write
from a sleepless night
thoughts going through my mind
for others to see
read
understand

that is if you can

I laid my hand on soft white skin,
Curled my toes around your shin
And smiled a smile in secret dark...
Incredible how my fortunes park,
In such a place, at such a time
When all is so sublime....sublime.

So tender as you softly snore
Into my ear, so near, no more
The tensions of an earthly day.
With you so near, it's all OK.

In the big soft bed @ Pukehana Paradise.
(on a sleep in Sunday morning)
9 June 2013

I'm aware You don't care.
I don't need your constant reminder
seeing your face is enough
reliving the pain on a regular bases
is already too much
normally I'm fine
with drawing a line
and playing make believe in my mind
that you never had my heart
but when you speak
your stone cold words at me
they hit and do damage you can not see
causing internal bleeding
which could one day lead to a
**Fatality

Now everything is gone with the wind
and frankly I just don't give a ****
just like Scarlet O' Hara
I'm scared but will not show it
I will build myself back up
from rock bottom
I wont be a coward like the lion
I am mighty like the puma
nothing can keep me low for long
this is me, I am strong.