Child kisses the mouth of the shadow dog
Water on her arm “the moon”

Watching the circular ripples expanding

And me, watching her
I glimpsed something
Something I had lost

This is why I’m so touched, by what a child
Can see.

Cliff top meditations
the sea, she sings to you

The sun,
shadows left
their mark,
as she cut
through
the dark

blue sky sprites
everywhere
dancing
to
mothers
symphony

Drink, drink, drink,
drink it all in
nature is everything!
no dividing line
no in
no out.

There could be someone
who could change everything
helping us all to see

The light in the night
and the darkness in the day
not just one shade of Grey


There could be a call
that wakes us from our sleep
helping us all to see

The light in the night
and the darkness in the day
not just one shade of Grey

Everyday I put a moment away
believing this to be true
and as I try to think
through the swirling of the ink
something's surrounding me

The light in the night
and the darkness in the day
not just one shade of Grey

There could be a thought
that could change everything
gaining us
strength to see

The light in the night
and the darkness in the day
not just one shade of Grey

If I loose my way
through twisting of the day
colours fading away
I know all's not lost
as I start to see

The light in the night
and the darkness in the day
not just one shade of grey
not just one shade of grey

Comedy is
tragedy plus time!

This world can be
so sublime.

So tomorrow I could
be laughing

If not tomorrow
if not tomorrow
if not tomorrow
if not tomorrow.

Time the clock
never forgot.

Without a word
while dreaming occurred
it's cogs kept whirling and turning.

Woken from my sleep
by the
BLEEP BLEEP BLEEP

It's time to press you'r button.

The widow’s son
My father in me lives on

In Solomon’s temple
there was a key
In my fathers house are many mansions
That the blind do not see.

What made you
Like you are?
Any conversation
Always jars

You can be so mean.
Calling others = low self esteem

To think I could be your friend

Instead of this

Something real

Not
Pretend.

Open up the word book.
What do you see?
Poem’s of the mind in 3d

A stream of consciousness on every page.
It’s your mind I hope to engage.

So put on your imaginary glasses, and have another look.
What stands up inside a poet’s book.

Thank you for all you gave,
I feel like I've been saved

The university of life
was worth the pain and strife

Every hard lesson
Now met with forgiveness

Even death now a friend
More to come? Or the end?

Fossil's of former lives
Hidden in the rock

Split the stone

It's treasure
to unlock

Creatures thought forgotten

Now
See
Light
Of
Day

No accountant needed
Nature has it's say.

Be careful what you think!
Anything could be true?
You could be me? and I could be you?

This thought starts growing inside my head
Is it me writing this?
or is it you instead?

This situation could be worse,
please find pen and paper,
write the next verse.

Come to me.
don’t be afraid of me.
I need to know the things.

The things you could tell me.
So don’t hold back from me.

I will try.
Try not to be afraid of you.
Of what my imagination thinks you can do.

Are you afraid of me?
Of what you think I maybe?

Trust is something we must trust in.

So come to me.
As I come to you.

To abstain is divine
From the cow
To the swine

No ****** hands
Let them be............

Despite what you said
I still love the red
The flesh to engorge
Sweat through
The pores...............

You are free to do as you will
Nature will swallow
The bitter pill.

Into the mirror we gaze
Staring into the endless maze
That are the windows
To the soul
Outer space
Two black holes

Jump over the fence
Into the place where
Logic makes no sense.

Everyone's a star,
every new thought
creates a twinkle

We are all spinning
at different speeds,
all the patterns are
transcendent

Individuals, that are "we"

Everyone's a star,
every new thought
creates a twinkle

When you look upon
the stars, think of all
the people.

My friend called Bruce
had a beard
long and loose

If you looked closely
finding,
food there hiding

It didn't bother him,
he was kind and giving,
until a mouse was found there
living

What can I do about this tenant
I have acquired?
this beard I have grown
must be fired

But first find a new house
for my guest
mouse

So I looked closely
into the beard
to find, a small family
had been reared!

With some scissors
Bruce gave a grin,
As I removed the beard
from his chin............... and so the beard got sheared


Outside within a hedge
was an old birds
nest

The beard slotted in
and the family
within

I had a small doubt,
when five heads
popped out!

Returning to Bruce,
what was left of his beard
got sluiced

As sharp as a lazar
I used my cut-throat razor

So ends the story of
how I came to
spruce up Bruce.

Goodbye
will I see you
again?

Goodbye
I hope so
but........when?

Goodbye
there's no
hello
without you.

To all the goodbye's
I'm sure
waiting for
you again.

See the world unfolding
In every nook and cranny

See it positively

"But that's only half of it"

See it negatively

"But that's only half of it"

To let all in
Is confusing at first
But there's no going back
To a lesser
World.

Do you stick with what you know?
or look for a new path
to go?

Stepping off the well trodden way
makes one see
the world
a new
way

Old patterns to be broken
eye's to see
when
awoken

Leading to the river
The path is knowing
where all is
flowing.

Barrowfields
Barrowfields

To walk on you’re
soft green skin,
aloft the cliff top
behold the great ocean

Barrowfields
Barrowfields

Burial mounds that
stand so proud,
the silence from within
speaks so loud  

Barrowfields
Barrowfields

When Atlantic mist descends
legend's whispered word
galloping horses
can be heard.

There's sanctuary
to which I can flee,

Somewhere there's a door
you cannot open
locked inside of me

There I can enjoy
mysterious and
dreadful
freedom.

Hello
infinite space,

Hello
infinite time,

Hello
every atom,

I'm borrowing a small part
of you,
just for a little
while.

The prisoner
resides inside a cell,
the bricks, constructed
from the past

The bars
each one a different
regret,
I should have........
She should have.........
We should have..........
They should have......

Escape is possible
the light shines through
the bars

Paroled into the present
released into the hear and now,
the future with no bars.

A child with an
imaginary friend

The creation of thought forms
lost to most
maybe
some can see?

I need an open day
to see it another way

Don't push me into this
I'll sink into the abyss

My mind is tuned into a certain sound
tomorrow I'll turn it all around.

When I was little
A voice in my head....................said

“there’s a monster underneath you'r bed”

Not liking the fear that it gave
A part of me was it's slave

I needed to be brave
Look it right in the eye's

It was time for a monster hunt
Not knowing the word confront

Eye’s closed
Stick my head under the bed
Open up after three
There was nothing there to see.

I knew this was coming
it's easy to push a thought away
I just lived my life
until this day.
Not much talking,
that's no problem
you look happy... in a way,
time to go now... what's that you say?
"there's a hole? I want to go inside? but I'm afraid?"
I speak the voice you know so well
"I'll go first"
a smile on your lips
it's time to go on my way,
arriving at my door
I hear the ringing of the phone
no need to answer it
I know the line's been cut.

You told me,
just out of the blue!

It's true!
I'm so happy
about what's happening
to you

Now I know

It's true!
if you want something
enough,
it will come true.

There's a power inside
everyone.

It cannot be quantified
could this be destructive?
or help us stay alive?

The line between
Mr Pink
and the
Madcap's laughs.

For every gain
there was a loss.

What gain?
a song
called
Arnold Lane.

My world has been turned on it's head
because of the words you said

My old coat
you are the best.

Others come and go
but you have
stood the
test.

I never mended that hole
in your pocket
because it's fun
finding out
what's hiding
in the
lining.

Can you remember
before you were born?

Can you see beyond
your grave stone?

Can you exist in your
own time zone?

Can you remember
before you had a
name?

Can you remember
the innocence before
the shame?

Can you remember
not knowing
what to be?

Can you remember
the things
you cannot
see?

Can you remember
all the
things
that
you
forgot?

You can tell me anything
imagine your mouth
to my ear
you don't believe it?
I can hear!

You can tell me anything

From the darkest of dark
to the lightest of light

I will not tell
be certain of this
I will not tell........ unless

If we should meet
remind me of what was said?

I will pretend not to know
what you are talking about.....

What am I?
it’s a mystery to me
The visions that I see

What am I?
try to find a new one each day
Pass the time away

Sometimes I cry
for what am I?
Sometimes I laugh
for what am I?
Sometimes I sigh
for what am I?
Sometimes I'm happy
for what am I?
Sometimes I ask why?
for what am I?
Will I ever know
what am I?
Not I
but..... We!
To make these eyes see.

Who dreams who alive?
The flower to the bee, inside the hive.

Ice sea
Me see
Yew tree

Bird
See soaring

Blue?
Thyme heals

Smile like an amused infant
                       as
         the crow hops from
                the tree

Death there is no room for you
          close my eyes to see
    
 Wasps and poisonous serpents
       burst upon a blank page
                                                            ­                    
      The sun had licked at it
          yellowing with age

Rip you out and burn you!
       it's better this way

Having faced you so many times
      I'm stepping on a new stage

Mind is whirling
Just won't stop
What's taken a whip to this top?

Thoughts splatter to the sides,
Some good,
Some try to hide.

Something's coming
But when will it arrive?

Are we the dead
or are we alive?

Can you see beyond your own grave stone?
Can you exist in your own time zone?

Can you remember before you had a name?
Can you remember the innocence before the shame?

Can you remember not knowing what to be?
Can you remember the things you cannot see?

Can you remember the things you forgot?
Can you forget the things you cannot forget?

Always room for improvement
no such thing as utopia
within the darkness there is light
don't fall for their phobia

What doesn't **** you
makes you stronger
the path ahead
gets
longer
and
longer.

At the best of times
it's not just the two
of us.

It's outside time and space
how long spent
in that
place?

Bumbling around
To a Dire Straits sound

You're definitely not woke
With that Dad joke

From inside the shed
Beer is brewing
"Just planting some seeds"
Who's he fooling?

But
Now my eyes can see
Not
A
Caricature
It's all about
LOVE
In this role that he plays

From you're bedside
The last words spoke
Delivered to me
One last Dad joke

Now
Heart broke
Time to tell the kid's
My own Dad Joke