Coming Alive.

Cascading from winter's mountainous hold,
Spring descends, partially clad in earliest
Green, vibrant with seasonal need, and bold
With rampancy, it shoots bursts of new pearly
Fingers, fresh with sticky spring juice, skyward.

Showing impatience with tethered birth it shoves
And shoulders neighbours for freedom, lighter
Than bright spring-coloured rivalry then rubs
Noses with rapacious hedgerow fighting.

Springtime is never the gentlest of seasons,
Night views raw subterranian root-races.
And despite "lamb's tail" stories being legion
Coming alive proves a challenge for Spring

Hazy Reflections

Glass plated, the bay
lies hazily, sealine breaks
the sky away
from distant headlands,
and basks in midday.

Warm autumn sun fills
the basin between
with diamond studded
diaphanous glazes
which mesmerize me.

Moonstruck Lunacy.


Oh ominous moon,
pale portent of danger,white luminous disk
suspended aloft
in a midnight-high bloom of enchantment.
Hear me.

Thick blanket of black,
shot thru with bright shiny cats-eyes of light
and coated in soft
unearthly glimmer this earthy-dark night,
shine out your
lover's lantern-like gleaming on harvested
fields which are
waiting like I am from moonstruck insanity.
Retrieve me.

Aided by dreaming
you invaded my heart, broke down the door
to any resistance,
now ecstasy hides in clandestine moments,
secreted from daylight,
delighting in dark with this stolen obsession.
Release me.

Oh wanton moon,
which with passion bewitches us, he, bidden
by lunacy-love,
will come hurrying soon to my arms again,
and forbidden sparkle
from his eyes shall light and set me aflame.
Relieve me.

Oh moonbeaming night it is you I shall blame.
Believe me.

New events at times can mystify logical minds,
turn topsy-turvy accepted norms,
toss sky-high
respectable long held conclusions,then jumble
normal routine until, irretrievably,
it is tumbled.
Change in events scramble an unprepared brain,
life appears altered, time patterns
never the same,
confusion reigns until answers start making sense
of the questioning "whys" which
storm relentlessly
over unsought-for acceptance
and then blast
apart reliance on conventional views,
abnormally fast.
At last simple clarity reappears and rises above
any doubt as realization confirms
you have fallen in love.