Category Archives: Life

The Door

and so now it’s your turn

go where many before have crossed in

imagination ignite

light up your craven corner of shadow might

dust covered opining labelled wisdom

beliefs absent of truth or foundation

single paragraph cardboard arguments

no mirror required to see

what and who you’ve let yourself become

you already know you know you know

attention to the details

humbled by the mystery of a big world

your connection to your silver sacred thread

slow ponderous pacing outlasts

impatient gains and irreversible consequence

of haste disguised as efficiency

veiled doggerel passed off as intellect

breathe deep some clean air

there must still be some out there somewhere

nudge with intent but remember the gentle side

entrance is always free

the door is never locked to possibility

still it is your mind the chains must be

loosed from before you can begin

blood flows and a heart beats steady within

when you decide again

to be compassionately human🪶

Present Hiss

Writer philosophers birth idea volumes

defeat defiance despair existential disparity

Artists brushes soak in toxins

life cycle depiction or candid canvas prediction

Pleased to meet you, reality

Now it’s back to horses and dusty horse riders

Street battles wasting time

Stele entries forgotten or faded

No honoured heros names to add

Inspiration waits for the revival

Sipping tea in the wings


Kindred

You, obscure and unknown

lonely quiet inside-looking-outters

bearers of fragile hearts beating earth minderers

early morning vision scribblers

imaginating further world articulators

colourers in darkness

openers of windows

unlockers of doors

shatterers of blinds

unseen dancers in moonlight

reciters of poetry by candlelight

painters of lifebreath on cool basement walls

believers in things that hardly matter at all

hallucinators of Beauty amidst shatter and rubble

You, stragglers lingerers

dreaming humming sudden songsingerers

moongazers stargliders

slow walkers between frenzied hurry-up-or-you’ll-be-left-behinders

seekers wanderers

hitchhikers cosmic giant thumb colliders

rainy night half naked pale horse riders

hopeful rhythmic intoxicated drumbeaters

sometime purple feather and white lily flower eaters…

I love you.

Easter

[Imagine What It Looks Like Here]

Easter:

Opportunity.

Awakening petals of heart connections.

Flutter.

Meet a new dawn rejuvenated.

Inspired by shimmer of bright, shining hope.

Resurrection out of the bogs of past misdirection.