pick the wrong mushroom and your dead

you will never be killed for the insurance money

jockeying is non-existent in a solitary world

exiting Winter sailing the light
a wave expanding each day
eating up the black night
dawns first conquest replayed
and replayed until times end.

floating where no upside down exists
round and round and round
circles cyclical circling a star
history unfurling within eternal space
minds enquiring of the dark
one more question to debunk-
all the answers ever uttered by Man
whispers all echoing round and round and round
floating where no upside down exists.

stone and muscle
a creed and silence

work and rest
a helping hand

sisters and brothers
fathers and mothers

a family unison
love made manifest

hello in any language
set me to learn

the humble bowing of the head
as we come together

and I enter Holy Ground

one small tweak
a quarter turn

one stuttering prayer
answered

freedom is a crazy ride
to live it to the full,
excitement comes close,

headlong into forever, forever
new words will need to be found
with ever expansion of minds.

all going constantly around corners
wondering
trying to keep eyes on the moment
concentrating
working through the unexpected
synthesizing

acknowledging the invisible
we do all day

some pray
others talk to themselves

the invisible has its say
myriad of ways.

something stinks
could be the bin
could be my feet

but no Its Donald Trump.

from whence they came
no one knows;
way other side of invisible;
the only clue.
I set many songs free,
a conduit, an in between.

the tide returns
oceans and sea's
a satellites pull

riding the Moon
the overspill;
a howling Wolf.

grateful for small mercies
in a world of confrontation

set alight when birthed fully into oxygen
to fan the flames of the heart
a kick start to the engine

love is a whirlwind
a volcano
the roar of the Lion

sunshine runs through your veins
your mind accepting the light
with a heart falling forever in love

intimate with stars
warm bloodied
a heart beats for love

a bounce of the light
holds a star
so far away and yet
- so personal

the void is full to the brim
in fact brimming over:
the generosity of creation

inaction can be best
when pressured to act

in doing seemingly nothing
you could be doing everything

giving the spirit space and time
to move mountains

rhythm the universal gift
drum beats and chants
within hearts that sing

ratcheting up the stakes
you make a move
and pray

fresh connections
a brain lightening strike

blood thunders
a waterfall

a pool of calm
understanding

joined up thinking
joined up actions

each prayer
a sigh

pursed lips
whistle a tune

a bird flies
fish swim

the Human condition
conditioned

you learn to
unlearn till death.

love sick, crush, crushed
I remember being 'there'
trapped within a trance.

people can hate for no good reason
minds twisted in denial

they visit their wickedness
on the innocent

hidden from the worldly
what a boon
for children like me

the secret strength of a spiritual army that marches on an empty belly

all things are in the hand of God
despite Man's continual denial
the plan of eternal love prevails

mysterious ways are all around
those in the light slowly unfolding
and those hidden from insight

some songs never mature
half finished half sung
they stay in limbo;
teenagers forever
out of the Sun.

you step into a world of personal agendas
every time you let the world in
so its no wonder it takes time to be decontaminated

gentle impressions from the natural world
play across a sensitive soul

a sensitive soul secluded
from the machinations of Man.

Poetry: words in order
chosen path

a journey
lit up

Sunlight transportation
to the heart.

Winter, cold companion
wrapped as in a robe

skin, sensitive *****
temp gauge

finger numbing
sluggish mind

breath made visible
smoke from the fire.

the source of much modern angst
- low battery feeding into a fear of being cut off
which used to be how you felt using a public payphone
and fast running out of change

the Lark rises;
bursting with song

the poet listens;
sings along

a child's treasure;
its secret safe

a Butterflies wings;
angel in flight.

rest, let the wave carry you
onward to the distant shore

there, you will find new energy
surging upwards to eternal life

all cares and worry do not last
only love, remains.

driven into the arms of love
cajoled and beckoned

given choices to choose
to understand

a right perspective
a reasoned path

faith of Jesus
to follow home.

you will know when you are being played
how you handle it is what counts
-to keep peace with your soul
ask the Master what they would do
and do likewise my child.

silence is a space, place in time, timeless-
the hills are silent, they wait in quietness,
clothed in their gentle mystery you return
your heart a little more at home in eternity.

a muffled song came through the walls
the walls of my shame
clearer now its sweet refrain,
'don't you know you are forgiven'

remembering the dead
follows the living

a memory is forged
deep into the heart

the remembrance of friends
relationships past

those who have passed
from fragile sight

a song never ends
weaves through countless times

times not counted in years
years not counted at all

some sing forever their song
their songs cradle their souls

the listener can be seduced
but first makes their choice.

a naked journey we all made
same as all fauna and flora
a naked birth and naked death

the truly poor are those that hoard-
believing worldly goods will save them

we meet in the air we breathe
sit in silence together
our union is forever

something beautiful to leave in your wake
a gentle turning of the soil
planting of a seed
a helping hand unseen.