I have seen seagulls doing their rain dance
drumming the earth with their webbed feet
fooling the worms its raining so they surface
they do other dances sky dances and sing
I have yet to understand but their connection
between air water and earth simply amazing

silence touched me
held me captive
within mayhem
and let me go
to speak of beauty
into the maelstrom

a bird hopped through the window
I fed it crumbs of lemon cake
or was it vanilla
a drink of water
I saw tadpoles swimming
in a pond no bigger
than a puddle
and played with them
with my finger
such are my remembered
dreams of last night
the veil is thin
between spirit world
and these northern isles

not a ripple
a stir
all lays washed
and towelled
a world about to shake
droplets
out her hair

In the seat next,
more than stilettos,
more on the order of a
Jim Bowie knife

never meant to but wound
or needlessly take a prisoner,
if it can quietly be avoided

and the legs,
Miami gold, Latino,
not the Cubano kind you smoke,
but mucho ok to inhale

and at 35,000 feet,
nearer my god than thee,
I utter an afternoon blessing
in rudimentary Anglospanol

"Gracias to you,
Lord our God,
Señor del Universo,
who has made me humano,
according to thy will,
modest and unworthy,
of the sight of rainbows
and your creature creation,
placed beside me in 14B"

of course,
the flight lands early.

I shoulda kept my mouth shut...

Behold the lotus unfolding,
rising, steadily ascending.
Feel the fires burn,
as the "elite" are cast into the flames.
Children of the Sun, unity,
circling round, sweet eternity.
Feel the fires burn,
as the "elite" are cast into the flames.
Shed the dream for something better,
now we all know that truth matters.
Feel the fires burn,
as the "elite" are cast into the flames.
Paradise has come at long last,
Satan is done, his kingdom passed.
Feel the fires burn,
as the "elite" are cast into the flames.


© Copyright Mr. James P Machen 26/08/2014 for viewing only. May not be replicated.

Beyond the past,
Beyond our future.
Evolution is inevitable.

Change,
Will always be apart of,
THIS sand of time.

AS the dreams commence,
As our path becomes clear.
The treasuring reward,
Is within the crystal sphere.

One finds its true dream,
Within the universe that bonds.
Finding Thy Destiny,
Beyond the red sands.

Grey skies stretch
across the horizon
with no spot of blue.

Here I am left here
on this barren island
& all I can think of is you.

I can smell you in the gale,
you were a tempest,
a force of nature
& I miss you
watching the rain.