vicious verbatim victory
very viable verbiage
vivid visa-vis victims

massive flux
shifting tectonics

supernova
volcanic bloodlust

unrelenting fire
the killing of children

beasts
tooth and claw

one speaks of war
another talks peace

one scoffs at Humanity
another experiences justifiable anger

all steam evaporates
strong emotion settles
leaving the knowing;
all things in balance.

red is the colour that speaks
deep in my soul

limitless, steadfast, eternal-
love stays true to itself-
bound by loving definition.

success unmeasured by reward
the strongest of bonds-
love accepts your offering
when all else would tell you no.

having made it to the horizon
now all left behind far away
the heart grown much softer

a solo talking with Angels-
all through the nights and
the days...

waiting to go
through the frontier
unbound from all boundaries.

how strange for a man to be so fully imbibed with hate
all the way to the unleashing of indiscriminate slaughter

long shadow
dark days
freely abandoned
to love

to speak of peace
to suffer ridicule
to know truth

working for a higher love

lamp lit and wick trimmed
glass polished clear-
light to splash the dark

squeezed onto the horizon
a future imagined-
taking to the unknown road

puckered lips to go un-kissed
left hanging in the wind

a Blackbirds song
on a path of its own

a shattered silence
singing of loves lament

out the silence
'from the nothing'

faces searching
'with candle flame'

an unending forever
lit with stars.

valued tome
scarce words
inscribed stone
laid down
crushed bone
mere dust
whispered love
poets tryst
forgotten name
weathered silence
green vine
shadows fall.

coercion can be out-loud
or a well meaning whispering Aunt

coercion can be written down
an order to make all things run smooth

coercion can be a nudge
a silent look

coercion can be endemic
leading into pandemic

and the end
of  Humankind

a love match
mysterious language

meeting up
with the divine

how to enter her portals
on your knees for miles

you say you love me
but your words are air

go away young love
and mature into a man.

a shared space with spiders
Winter with the eight legged
come in from the cold

practising knitting silk
snuggled down-
and dreaming of flies.

notches are useful
but only so far

to be freed from the spell
is freedom indeed

today is all you have
the moment more than anything else

that deep cleansing breath
created just for you

for you to share life
-your own unique way.

changelings in a constant flux-
a mind swimming in possibilities

a physical meeting of senses
-often misunderstood

a wrong path is an illusion-
all paths leading to a validation-

love is true and faithful-
and travelling the road with you.

embraced by Earth-time
a short hop to forever
a curve of spacetime

the sky is a rainbow
-you wear as a hairpin
-the Sun a medallion.

one more Winter-
white crisp fallen temperature

a nudge from star-shine
dimmed Sunshade

cold black empty space
reaching in with spindly fingers

the spin away leaving breath
condensing into water.

dressed and awake
searching, looking out
the Master can arrive
-anytime

recharging the mind
softening the heart
being kind all times.

open sky
opened door

choices made
choices denied

seeking anew
seeking view

helping hands
helping yourself.

tongue twister
mind ******
creative vibe

unique sequence
ordered lives
inherited storylines

freedom bestowed
freedom gained
freedom sought.

love is everywhere
hiding under a leaf
love created green.

a gentle breeze off the sea
a touch of the divine

a brush of air
across your skin

a reminder tiny happenings
embody tiny moments

working backstage
out of sight

contented.

you can watch killing all day long
and if you feel anything but sorrow
-you are surely lost in the forest.

the singing is on the lips of the reader
-as they go their way

(if your song has made its mark
-releasing some-ones heart)

distant stars do their thing
irrespective of our gaze

their fire burns in black
until they too become one with the deep black

many stars have come and gone
taking a guess of course

a hermits candle flame
does the same.

there is nowhere to hide
plenty of places to run to

but ultimately
nowhere to hide

you carry your own baggage
seek your path

and the road will unfold
one way or another

you may not travel far along it
but at least you tried

and trying is all there is
before you depart.

your face carved from a star
travelled a younger universe

unknown to all except God
a silent echo of love

knitted together in womb of woman
seen to be created from afar-

brought near, a spirit
reborn from the invisible.

one more fall-
with experience comes understanding
true freedom waits to bestow the balm
always, forever, without fail or falter.

take the leap

leave it all behind

feel the road beneath your feet

the air fill your lungs

and hear songs leaving your lips

incomprehensible rides the minds
but underneath it all truth rises unstoppable

the momentary limelight fades
leaving the truth staring into all faces

those so full of ******* power
who think their farts

- are to be recorded as deep insight
in the story of Mankind.

nothing worse
a big open mouth

teeth and tonsils
on show

sound that reverberates
with a deep sickness

a Toad
seeking daddies approval

is it really a boon to be uneducated
and be followers of its tragedy

to the detriment of healthy truths
to the denying of facts

to the worship of the wealthy
to the denying of Humanity?

no right turn
because you went left

now down the street
straight to the end

carrying your cross
and crosses can multiply

keeping on keeping on
staggering onward

you leave the moment behind
praying to be found, praying

darkness explored is darkness disarmed
even with one candle flame

rattling here today
a tongue lolling out the side of the mouth tomorrow

some have their opinion constantly broadcast
almost deafeningly so
but it fades like all opinions with a deathbed rattle.

there is you
and there is
the you
that is seen
in public

some make gossip their main business of the day
living for the next supposed scandal-
just so long as its not themselves talked about

spies are everywhere
when you live on a small island

you are passed from lips to lips
- a tasty morsel of gossip

spun into others stories
in various characterisations

fable and factual
a ghostly mind apparition

and yet I go on living
my own best testimonial