a child of the universe, yes
a child of the spirit world, yes
a child on their way home, yes

wearing many signs on our backs
the naming of names demonising
par for the course in a fallen world

skin on skin
reverberations

in the ear
song vibration

two halves joined
in exaltation

Golden Eagles, Sea Eagles
patrol our Island

Artic Hares beware
-the circling shadows

While keen eyed birders
-watching the skies

- Hearts all a wish list 'tick'
for their appearing.

today two white vaper trails hang in the blue
-very unusual for us here
we hardly ever have planes flying over
- war comes readily to mind
-and now a third

from miry heavy depths
I crawled away-

each moment pure love
leading the way

ancient as ancient can be
a mind moulded from stars
ignited by the hand of God.

travelling light on the road of deaths
-and resurrection

a little more free
after each little death

and resurrection.

led by attraction
an invisible cord

a way back-
from out the forest.

freeze, deep into the Earth
worms hibernating,
buried deeper down
frozen corpses, suspended
-decay off put for today.

courage rises from deeper depths
-than all that fear can muster
-those caught within evil intent
-shall be blown away by the wind
of God's pure breath.

wait on answers to your prayer
-have patience my dear
give God room to act
-for surely your prayer is heard.

I like to joke
knowing I am
ultimately
a skeleton
but laugh I will
at my jokes
knowing I am
in great company

lost many a keepsake
and many friends

only love
remains.

who knows?
maybe just one more beat of your gentle wings
and you may well tame a hurricane.

kicking up a storm
poking the vipers nest
shaking the tree

those who with great mischief
come out after dark

with mayhem and cruelty
their reason to be

know not the light
witnessed by their craft

you have to sing poet
whenever possible
keeping rust at bay

and in your silence
words are forged
deeper than sound

persecution is never pleasant
but solace is guaranteed eternal
and joy found along this way

burden comes
burden goes
burden resolves
but mostly
burdens evolve

fizzled out
coming to a stop

the firework falls spent
blackened shell back to Earth

the flesh does not give very much
-limited experiences
doomed to pass away

stretched horizon
unending road

choices, choices
a free will.

born from dust
finite stars

unearthed treasure
reburied.

a first breath
oxygen fuelled

milk to ****
a filled belly

all around
strange tongues

bone of my bone
rising from the dust

marrow ******
chewed muscle

a fire dance
around the Sun

coming into contact with hard surfaces
the feeble flesh feels its limitations

what more can be said
we have swapped DNA
under a microscope
-built into our phones

leaving trails of DNA
on all touched surfaces

the ultimate tracker-
swabs taken at birth

universal womb babes
untouched by corruption

free of competition
listening to the world outside

united in death-
the great leveller

no rich no poor-
just stripped naked skeletons

breathing together
unity in motion

sharing the same air
as friend or foe.

persecution guaranteed
from the mouth of Truth

but rejoice!

a clear signal-
your name is written in Heaven

whispers of war
shouts of denial

one persons homeland
caught in the green eye of a neighbour

unintended consequences
The Butterflies flight

a beautiful creature
a gentle life.

healing balm
set free

a deeper knowing
the invisible visible

a meeting place
unravelled knot

reconciliation
a new beginning

time walks through numbers
sometimes chimes you to action
can startle you out of malaise
nail down a space for remembering
hurry you up to catch a lift
slow you down to relaxing
time can be the ultimate enemy.

time and times to remember
sailing mostly quietly by

a memory worth remembrance
-love you found despite yourself

travelling a finite road
-with eternal consequence

friends and past lovers gone
-often prayer leaves lips

a whispered personal conversation
with the God of Love

in your loneness
this the best youv got.

the soles of my feet and toes
-hardly ever seen
have carried the rest of me
-over hill and down valley
-around in circles
-and when I lay on cold slab, dead as dead can be
my name tag will be tied to one big toe,
convenient for the mortuary.

in twenty four days
a birthday to celebrate

and it is not the number of winters
but the fact of birth, I salute.

white with yellow peeking over the hill
ice melt, slush, in her wake
the onslaught of winter hardly begun
and here we are the fourth of Jan.

frozen crunch spewed from cold open skies
bone meets with outer space
walking earthling through winters bite
a daydream tucked away deep in mind
awash with milky way star shine.

opening a highway to your heart
- the sounds of song

could be a bird
or a whale

the voice of an Angel
singing you home.

joined up thinking
with silent spaces
filling a-void
-by jumping in.

sporadic effort
untimely

short bursts
breathless

a pin popped
ego

the world will sucker punch
-feign friendship
take all your money
=what little you have.

do not give ear to a serpent
especially one wrapped around a fruit tree

cream for this and pills for that
where and when did it all go wrong

I have ghost knockers
ghouls in the night
made sport of-
ah but I have a plan!

too weak to survive
needing helping hands

you arrived head first
into a world of pain.

time rocks on
oblivious.