invention from imagination
needs must be fulfilled.

weaved within creation
a child of the Universe
tuned in wavebands
ancient pathways
a finger painted wall.

nowhere so distant so remote so out of sight
for you not to be so unknown

caught in the act
all of the time
self-censoring

one turn to left or right
thoughts to reject or accept
one more breath in after breathing out

what the future holds
is consequences

rainy days are
for flowers to bloom
for green green grass
for trees to grow tall
for the future harvest
for filling wells
for quenching thirst
for appreciation of shelter
for creating puddles

here, you do not sell your soul-
you freely give-
and freely receive.

when in greatest need
love becomes most real-

love comes to sustain-
cradle its child.

thinner than mist
the heart moves-

a timeless journeying
into oneness-

the union of spirits
loves omniscience-

the desiring
to be dissolved.

I have passed beyond being kissed
but there is always the chance of a kissed deadly betrayal

you can keep on running
get all out of breath
sooner rather than later

death is not a stalker
it is what your lived years
countdown to

the flesh falls apart
while still animated;
ghostly unique personhoods.

The dead lay silent
yet speak truth

this journey transforms
into eternal realms

a place you cannot comprehend
slowly you understand

and in an instant
you change forever.

for some, there is no life after death
and they deal out their assumptions
at the drop of a hat !
you have to ask, how do they know? for as yet
they have not died.

Love is constant
never failing

Love is its own reward
forever sharing

Love is the beginning
and love is the end

to smile is a boon
a physical breakthrough
-to how you feel

everything has its face
but not every sour-face smiles

my skin settles on every surface
- my old self
from past days
-with its memories
and songs
reverberating around the walls.

Heron, the old clinker built wooden boat
well past its sea days
now washed up in the garden
filled with soil and wild flowers.

crinkle in the sky
a thunderous ROAR

scary fascinating lightening
blinding the eye

rolling in off the sea
a tempest from afar

the spellbinding cradle
of natures awe.

the seeker and the sought after
gold will never tarnish

the desert is vast
from oasis to oasis

gold is too heavy a burden
are you sure you really seek it

to have travelled light
almost a constant mantra

naked you came into being
and you will leave, with nothing.

words on your plate
served with relish

sometimes your nourished
by what you write

The watered isle-
a space persons homesick blue

suspended in black
a distant memory evolving

swimming across an ocean
to a distant shore

new friends are waiting
the newness of you.

death rides the time zones
forever counting the years
death claims your wrinkled skin
makes subtle daily marks
death is the constant companion
you either hate or love
death is par for the course
a mirage, a door.

Summer flickers the thermometers blood
a tease here, a drop there

Summer hides her wares
not ready to set out her stall

Summer is near, very near
but winter has yet to let go.

signs and portents
a universe speaks

out of the lips of tyrants
and of children

what next we wonder
all silent as the grave?

some are killed
never to see light of day

nuclear bombs
the last word of all.

light speed steps along a daydream
coloured purple

a green flash
surrounded by blue

white bowls of rainwater
clear cleansing life

summer time in a cosmos
witnessed by insects

spiders travelling the trade winds
colonised by Man.

cradled within a Universal spin
tomorrow is a mystery
just like today
as yesterday unfurls with the stars.

my time is my own
so I freely give it away
back to the one that gave it to me

I do not wear time on my wrist
I gave that slave master the boot long ago

jumping days are over
climbing trees too

now my heart jumps;
trees planted as seed growing tall in the garden

every leaf a  'welcome new life'
I whisper 'welcome dear love'.

silence is a lovers meet
no words can penetrate

your deepest sigh
an honest prayer

no words can convey

walking the line;

balancing on one foot
arms behind your back

a good word on your lips
for everyone you meet.

Going around the top of the hill
-Sun-wise as we pray-
a pilgrimage to the heart
-to open the flood gates of love.

wells full of wishes
wishing you well
a penny thrown in.

in the turnaround flavours new
seep into your skin
-a mind full of possibilities
opens out-
the vista of the heart
a beautiful dawning-
enemies are friends
and the now is peace.

imagination creates wonderment
wonderment creates awe
awe is a place for the blessed.

in the squelchy parts of the brain
lives a mind adverse to rain
but accepts its oh so necessary.

traversing a world of noise-
it is good to be silent.

untangling past time
living in the mind
yesterdays coils

yellow candle flame skies
eye at the end of a telescope
peering into windowless souls

wearing the night
invisible cloak
with energy of stars

I contemplate futures gate
the road beyond
the road now

in secret my secret thoughts
I dare share
sometimes never.

one instrument to play
-the voice box

play it gently
play it true.

harmony is the forever wavelength
-vibrating always

a heartbeat full of love
-the zenith of all life.

singing a unique song
voice of the Universe
allows mere Humans
to sing along too

time is a valley
you wander for years

wandering is an education
so misunderstood

a timeless yawn
forever listening

you cannot be boxed
within square walls.

weaving word speak
in silent song

a harp twanging
your strawberry tongue