Poetry Blogs (2017, Wisdom)
I walk with my little son
He would follow me to the edges of the galaxy
Just to tell me his story of his love for reality.
He waits for my return
Then tells me he misses me
With a smile, a cuddle and kiss that reminds me he’s here in this world.
He gives me tasks to do
While playing in the evening
Then I read him a story
Way past bedtime.
We walk in the morning
While he points out...
Monday 2nd December 2019 11:29 am
When the birds take back their language,
when the trees unloose
their tenderly hands from around you,
when the air doesn't breathe
and the seas are tearing,
when the flowers whisper:
No, you own nothing,
honoring the hospitality.
Tuesday 17th September 2019 8:25 pm
And one day,
the sun stopped,
the rain stopped falling,
the flowers didn't look high,
the sky emptied of stars,
then a tear dripped
from the heart and became our breath.
We need a sacred tear,
before the fall...
Tuesday 17th September 2019 8:18 pm
If I could, what would I say to myself?
Aged five. At the hospital, playing with my new sunglasses and viewing the world from behind sunshine yellow tinted frames,
whilst butterfies flutter inside my tummy.
”Mummy will live and laugh again.”
Aged fifteen. At secondary school, pulling down my skirt and getting to my feet, numb and hollow.
”It’s not your fault.”
Sunday 25th August 2019 7:09 pm
You came in to this world
with enough light to find
your way out of the dark,
enough kindness to save a soul,
enough love to shift a planet.
Don't worry, you are enquipped
with all you could ever need.
Look with in,
you are drenched in magic.
Saturday 24th August 2019 9:27 pm
I watched my death party
Because I knew what nobody can expect
When they leave into the darkness
Between the layers of time itself.
Some people shed tears of lost
While others smiled with no cost,
Many cry on their own
While I felt death
Like a wound
From a black rose.
I await to greet others
Not years –
Like time spent growing up with my ...
Tuesday 18th June 2019 10:44 am
you don't know
is a gift.
To think you know
when you don't
is a disease.
To know you are diseased
is a gift
that allows you
to lift yourself
- Jim Teeters from Because of This
Friday 5th April 2019 2:21 am
The blackness doesn't exist
With eyelids positioned, fixed
To all looking in
A mind that won't give in.
Spectrums of colour await
Films and events,
Into moments that shouldn't exist
As the frequency demands it's existence to manifest.
The future and past
Pour like an hourglass
With each grain of sand
Making moments of transcendent glam.
Moments defined by an anagra...
Thursday 14th March 2019 2:52 pm
Super Snow Moon tell us
the secrets you keep
when you orbit earth
as we sleep.
Tell us it is
an optical illusion
adding to our mass confusion.
Tell us of war and peace,
famine and feast.
Tell us please...
How are we so different
when it's the same moon we see?
Oh Supermoon, how we hunger for
your guiding light from above
to fill us with w...
Wednesday 20th February 2019 4:39 am
There are no wise men any more
their old wisdom is lost
no old spells that cure
no potions endure
where once they saved the farmer's herd
the mystery is blurred
and spells that helped a marriage spurned
are no longer learned
the people who once were in their debt
turn to the internet
There are no wise men any more
their actions show their flaws
no old spell...
Monday 4th February 2019 10:19 am
Understanding the laws of the universe
Puts you in a position of overwhelming doubt
As your mind tells you that God would never take the form of a human scout
Decaying in this moment of nonsensical bout.
God doesn’t sit on a cloud
God doesn’t pretend to shout
God doesn’t want to meet you
Or question the defiance from the stench of your wet mouth.
The Universe is filled with mathematica...
Monday 17th December 2018 3:13 pm
A word underused
A word that’s abused
So small, yet a powerful beckoning of call
A word remembered by all.
What makes me laugh
When fighting in a brawl
Is the fact the speaker doesn’t understand
That in the 21st century
This word has changed
And enters into a new plan.
To be blunt and to the point
To use the word Cunt! Means not a lot
Monday 10th December 2018 3:45 pm
Feel it with all your might
Feel it with all that’s insight
Feel it tonight
Feel it regardless of your fight
Feel the laughter and pain hitting right
Feel it like the wind lashing off the winter night
Feel it again
Feel it over and over again
Feel it like you can’t pretend
Feel life like it’s your friend
Feel it for all that’s lost with no end
Feel it again
Feel it while delivering...
Monday 10th December 2018 10:26 am
After a long hiatus I offer a piece that came from my recent Greek Odyssey.
The Smiling Man
Ululant sobs of brush-cutters
piercing its Elysian peace,
rivers of tourists cascade
down through old Olympia,
as still as the flowering trees
that colour its ancient sandstones.
Fallen mere centuries past, archaic capitals,
prone like road-blocks, guide the eye
Thursday 13th September 2018 1:42 pm
Soft whispers that guide me
Reminders that the game is not over
Reflection will not be neglected
Innate abilities rising to the surface
Ancestral Inner G has a purpose
Their blood is my blood
As Above, So Below
Ancient wisdom runs through my veins
My ancestors leave nothing unnoticed
Gentle spirits that guide me
Friday 4th May 2018 9:01 pm
Am I to speak for your past?
Should I intrude?
For I am the spectre of your years: I was there beside you
In your cot and at your play
I am all that is left
I am the breath of your childhood
I am the oxygen of your life
There is no limit to my presence in your life
Monday 13th November 2017 11:10 pm
This is my humble commentary on that matchless Middle Eastern and Indian story-book “One Thousand and One Nights”. Nikolai Rimsky-Korsakov's symphonic suite of the same name is the perfect musical accompaniment!
Tell me, Scheherazade, how you fled
the evil emir like a bleeding lion,
his twisting, vengeful face now full with
requieted lust; your wisdom shines...
Thursday 19th October 2017 8:34 am
In loving, I set myself up for loss,
In caring, broken by those who don't give a toss,
What is the point in this moment or next?
We all end up broken, more broken, bereft...
From start to finish just feels like a flash,
Earn money, more money, broken for cash,
Tired and more tired waiting for sweet release,
When death's knell calls, signalling my peace
So what is ...
Monday 29th May 2017 11:06 pm
As I look into the mirror
A little girl stares back at me
Her eyes twinkling eyes shining so bright
Wind is blowing her hair nice and free
Running free like a child she makes a pretty sight
Her lips twitched into a naughty smile
Radiant face brimming with life
Her eyes shine with unfulfilled dreams
No worries no fear no signs of strife
I am mesmerized by her innocence...
Monday 9th January 2017 10:26 am
Take a spot of wisdom
add it to your view,
widen out your vision
good luck will come to you.
Saturday 31st October 2015 5:22 pm
The photo is the poem, and it is called we can escape. It is about love and adventure.
Friday 25th April 2014 4:09 pm
All I ever wanted was to be a Man,
All I ever sought was maturity and wisdom,
So I tried many things to be
I am but it has come at cost,
The ignorance of youth
‘Can’ be a blessing in disguise
For now I am that man,
I am surrounded now by children
I have lived a life – known lie,
As I have sought...
Thursday 12th December 2013 1:05 am