sweet tides
in the depths
the mermaid hides
where no-one goes
sweet tides
comb her hair
she swims up
when no-ones there
sweet tides
wash her near
her sailor waits
she need not fear
sweet tides
wash them close
they sink down
in loves embrace
sweet tides
where life grows
water warms
water cools
sweet tides
the currents flow
a wave to ride
or drown below
sweet tides
the sky reflects
green depths
blue above
sweet tides
in his eyes
sweet tides
pools of love
There are two kinds of grief
Grief for the living and grief for the dead
They each have their own paths
Both consume your heart and your head
There are two kind of lost love
One leaves you empty and one fills your heart
One by decision and one by decree
The love lost through death will never depart
Both are like poison, one brings its own cure
Grief for the dead brings transition and warmth
Grief for the living is cold, icy and pure
One fills the heart, the other leaves it empty
Hearts remember the love that they felt
But life is not intended for grieving
All grief and sorrow passes in time
The cure is to love those who are leaving
Dream and fling your self backwards
into the arms of the world. It will catch you.
No package tour safety nets here. Follow me.
Bring the map and emergency rations
of hazel nuts, dates, water, a candle.
Be open-hearted, be free.
Step out of your door and head for the station,
take that first step that leads you away.
Tomorrow we’ll be there, feeling the heat,
of a street in India. Seeking a bed
at the end of the day, finding instead, an elephant,
as he strolls home from work in the evening.
Take what comes, not what you look for.
In this world of colours, sun-spun silken,
a myriad whirl that welcomes us, leads us,
not speaking the language wont matter a fig.
Eyes and hands speak volumes,
talking to strangers, laughing, smiling
Namaste, om shanti, be free.
pity the poor worm
that eats the heart of the apple
unformed butterfly
In your arms I feel water and fire,
cool streams and fountains.
I hear the beating of drums and the lyre.
I see rivers, valleys and mountains.
In your eyes I see moonlight and starlight
as they shine on the rising sea.
I see soft clouds spring open, sun bright,
and the flower that springs from the seed.
I see your eyes open wider in wonder.
I feel horses running in rain.
I seek lighting striking and thunder.
The storm takes me again.
I feel the tides as they rise
and your body as it clings.
We fly as our souls mingle and burn,
until the tide turns
and retreats in a sigh.
I give you horses,
you give me wings
we are souls of light
our bodies are illusions
wandering in the night
the changing moons of time and tide
allow no traveller to abide
life ebbs and flows with changing seas
regardless of our errant pleas
all useless thought is vanished now
no virtue in the why and how
we wake from dreams to deeper dreams
nothing ever as it seems
truth lives within the loving heart
no souls are ever far apart
to the stars our fate is bound
we are not lost but truly found
i set the table squarely
on four firm legs for strength
covered with a sky blue cloth
a cloth of embroidered dreams
i place a plate of wholesome rice
the grain that will sustain you
and fish for all the secret of the unknown deep
a side salad of green leaves for growth
and olives for endless peace
all dresses in lifes rich herbs
in the centre stands a vase
a red rose for passion, a white for purity
a sprig of honesty, lovingly preserved
and the dark leaves of rosemary
for times remembrance
above the table, light shines
the light of open grace
a light to fill your days
and shine upon your face
you will bring the wine
it sparkles and shines in your eyes
Entering this fantasy
Leave not the Grove
That is my home.
However far
You may roam
Walk straight ahead
To find me.
Let no dragon,
though he be fierce,
Bar you from this vision.
Ignore the bridge
That is not mine.
Turn right
Onto a dreaming path
Where woodlands grow
In beauty.
Walk on
Along the river bank.
The way across
Is secret.
Travel
In the midnight hour
To better see
The lighted way.
See the heavens
Crystal shine
Across the dreaming river
Where currents flow
In silence
And sunset glows
Forever.
You have the key
Inside your heart
The waters will not part us.
I now have a book of over eighty poems available on Amazon as a paperback and also on Kindle – the title is The Moonlight Lamp
The Dreaming Path 