salad days seem far off
more snow on its way
a white future foretold

and who knows maybe last summer
was indeed your last
as it was for countless folk.

Red warnings and yellow too
red a favourite
my moustache and beard
now turning white
colour to signify WIND
danger to life
yellow warning
disruption to normal life
what's that? a walk down the yellow brick road. (wearing red shoes)

simplicity within complexity
flexible within discovery

such intimacy
each atom
lovingly cherished

you wish to be away from here
to find yourself the other-side of mortality
cradled within The Sacred Heart
to be eternally complete
in union with your lover.

new understanding unveils from painful experiences
-love has your back
-love cradles your future
-love loves you wholly in the present moment.

math in creation
wonderful equations
mind opening numbers
all adding up to love.

'Go forth and multiply'
who can deny a God?
their very existence.

the powerful urge to procreate
can overcome all other considerations.

what arrives through the senses
indelibly laid down in the mind
will out during dreamtime.

joined up thinking
in the daytime
a national pastime

and dreams of the night
can reveal the truth
if you would only but listen

whose thought do you ascribe to
what have you inherited

a grinning behemoth
from the deepest depths
given the power to realise
-foolhardy momentary thoughts.

with a flourish of ink
a wave of an ocean
the ripple signature

many have a problem
-with eternal life

and its no wonder
their minds are so closed

they are the lost ones
-a desert in the heart

you can lead a horse to water
-and hope it slakes its thirst

it is not everyone who gets to be an Earth protector
in all the myriad ways that is expressed
the single soul wearing Earth flesh-
yes most are too busy to love, in its fullness,
short time children know its now and forever
and forever married to the dust
now is the present moment
and this is all we have

if I was useful
it has passed me by

who knows what you search for
when not given enough space

glimpses of hearts choice
a way to be

and being is the best
the gift given to me.

'you will get there'
Remembering the story of the spider weaving its web in the windy entrance to the cave.

giving homage
to the poorest


Jesus ate and drank with sinners

a closed mind
within a closed world

how poor is that
poor creatures

no male or female
a new creature

a new creature-
not of the Worlds making

on a road to forever
a realised being

a creature of dust
transforming

white sun
cloud shroud
a dying star

tribal traditions
ancient as stars

lightening crackles
ever closer

thunder drums
beats of the heart

to give freely
to the uttermost

a worthy notion
a worthy cause

but honesty demands the truth
at Heavens gate to be told 'could have tried harder'

writhing in the furnace
burning away the dross

with the name of Jesus
whispered on parched lips

until acceptance the freedom
-the Truth sets you free

they say the devil leaves his own alone
-some small crumb of comfort
for the persecuted.

writing songs in the sand
each tide washes back to the sea

-life within life sailing away to new horizons
my lover waits on the distant shore

-one more Sunrise, one more resurrection
one more song gifted to the sea.

the warmth of a spirit
eternity of love

made for forever
giddy on the cusp

stars shine
just because they can

peace enfolds her children
-in perpetual union.

veins filled with starlight
warmth of a heart

let your mind be remade
-in an ocean of love

never fear the truth
-fact is kind
it never lies

the single are not unmarried
-rather married to the Earth

no place to settle
on this temporary road

-a rest at the oasis

renewed
-you travel on

mystic waters
pure

seeing love
expressed

caught up
in a greater plan

sleeping the sleep of poetry
seemingly vacant
-but your tongue rests
while your spirit travels on
-on into the realms of song
where gifts are given.

'truth speaks truly or nothings true'

jeepers creepers
can it be true?

there is some truth
in everything

and very often
hidden from view

the truth of a lie
a forever truth

everywhere flesh on show
for sale or free

come to the sale
-or jump right on in

what is sacred
an immortal fire

the lost pathway
an end of love

mountain tops can get very crowded
but mostly they exude silence
wiping out all but rare footprints

having a very small part to play
happy to be so
before death overtakes your cellular configuration.

there are jobs for folk
and folk for jobs

a solitary breath
breathing out peace

-joined by others
creating a wind.

hoping in divine grace
-prayer will always be answered
very often not in the way you asked

you pick your stance
hoping it tells the story correct
-is received with good grace
and right action takes place

Moon has strange powers
-reaches into minds

eliciting Howls!

Bipedal Wolf
-crazy. gone mad!

sacrifice is made at all times
mostly in the ordinary day
without fanfare or complaint.

the sea laps some of our shores
and an ocean others
we are spoiled for choice
if a choice be made
look toward Norway
or Canada.

uncountable atoms
too many to count

yet all sharing
the making of you

a chemical mix
uniquely alive and dead

the mountains speak of silence
an unknowing in truth
silent eons of groan
rising up out the earth.

pulled by a Moon
a watery mind

riding a watery planet
heated by a star.

light of a star
beaming in eyes-

from a place of solitude-
a story long long ago told.