timing is different from time
therein is a mystery deep

it lives on a celestial plane
out of reach for normality

to eat at its mystical feast
you have to be invited

frenetic seagulls
- displace the sky

mob of mayhem
- back home from fishing the sea

songs claiming 'victory'
songs overwhelming the peace.

preyed upon
judged
sentenced

folks without guns
babes in arms
male and female

made sport of
dehumanised
considered inferior

sometimes you are held in place
nowhere to go

but great things are happening
despite your predicament

all your ways are known
all ways of all folk

you have to acccept
your eyesight is very limited.

all lucked-out
busted-flush

a grey dawn
eats the sunrise

a flat-tyre
no-spare

untying deep memories
tracing pain to its source

a lifetimes healing
a lifetimes work

joined deeper than thoughts
the spirit moves unseen

all captured by love
the invisible truth

fish caught in a net
full to overflowing

thoughts to ever round up
corral the imagination

let words stream to the page
oceans of freedom

the winged songster
a horse with no name

in the darkling hours
songs of light and shadows

the guttering candles
uncountable flames

dancing shards
blackness deep

victory in the believing
as certain as death
my child.

within the silence of your mind
the wind breathes-
Butterflies dance-
Bees chaperone the mating of flowers.

a chord struck
loud as a bell

a tolling for friends
clearly much more for enemies

my invisible passing
through days and years

on the way back
into the arms that carried me

riding the fast train to aloneness
a seat in the desert

a tree for shade
boughs for birds

an ancient well
manna from Heaven

the mornings Alleluia
the songs of sparrows

communing with silence
letting go

a short hop
into stillness

carried by other voices
worlds within worlds

you cannot forget tomorrow
-she rides the back of your mind
insists on your imagination
to wonder what she has in store

the perfection of Butterflies
beauty with wings

gentleness as the summer breeze
lands on poets cheeks

golden pen
golden thread
golden light
golden freedom
golden love

one Dove speaks of reminder
two Doves love of another
flock of Doves synchronisation.

a pathway through the stars
eyesight grows dim

your gasoline
a small grain of faith

a small kindness changes history
unselfconscious to the extreme

-the portals of love open
to past present and future

the silver of all linings
bright as a star

hidden behind a cloud
but here comes the wind

all it takes is a breeze
- skies from grey to blue

silver spills from stars
hidden by sunshine

mining truth in a mixed up mind
the pain and the sorrow
small freedoms childhood grants
your own reactions and thoughts
all the denial of everyday and night
dreaming of living a wonderful life
the constant disappointments
horrible torturous nasty personalities
the person you aped for survival
a constant unravelling weakness
and the fortitude you reaped in secret.

teeth to gnash and chomp
biting deep wounds

the mouth of an Ant
mouths of a colony

sat on the curving cusp
falling away from the Sun

night is blacker now
neon lights all lit up

frozen centuries disappear
as history repeats its songs

new tongues are singing
the truth, painful truth of it all

a mixture of spittle and dust
words riding the wind

a cup of silence to drain
all the voices in your head

a whispered love an echo
shouted from the mountain top

a little sweat
maybe some blisters

puffed out
tired

dreams take effort
perseverance

an alignment
-circumstances

a belief
daily

the blue and white sky
hidden gemstones

rainmaker and snowstorm
crystalised dreams

selected memory
biased
twisted truth

****** giveaway
lying
forked tongue

female, male, voices
hard to ignore

baby talk, toddler
adolescence

prime of life, midlife
old

silent, forgotten
gravestone.

birds nest soup
strange concoction
in a world full of chickens

feeble fragile creature
victim of users guile
happening all the time

one persons good
threatens other persons bad

and it has been this way
down through history

the will and the willing
choice and the choosing
each time the good

strengthens the will and the willing
choice and the choosing
the good.

the unnatural
evil intent
evil deeds
all over this world
all combined
can never defeat love

forward into the day
first step from sleep
the groggy unwilling

pain is always making itself felt
one time here next moment there
in body, mind, and heart.

no place of rest
this journeying
to deaths gates

tested by circumstance
by difficult personalities

in myriad ways
love is a cauldron

love is a fire
you bathe in

union entails a reckoning
face to face with disintegration

it takes nothing less than love
to pull apart to then come together

in the morgue
name tag tied to big toe

the autopsy
naked to the bone

you may let out a last moan
but that will be death, making itself heard

buying time
strange currency

a watch in your pocket
phases of the Moon

hands going backwards
from whence they came

a moonlit love
a childs wonder

goosebumps
a plucked skin

bare naked
to the bone

spitting feathers
making quilts

a darkening sky
a promise of rain

a cloud formation
passing you by

a promise broken
a promise kept

the sky never says a word
but boy can she shout and scream!

you can be in love in the snow
in love in the rain
you can be in love in sunshine
in love in the shadows

deaf for most of the time
can be a real boon

all that *******
distastful to the mind

hunting down words
mashing together

a mouthful
of grits

saliva discovery
washing down

the Sunflowers are thriving
little suns bathing in starlight

the lambs are bleating
along with mothers

a seperation of market
florist or butcher

walking the scale
from one to ten

someones idea
of measurement

put a number
on pain

grating molars
wheat chaff

jaw muscles
flexing

sweet sounds
ice cream

melting temperature
cold bath