Early morning light refracts through streaky clouds Mist hangs low on the land Rolling green fields intersperse with dense woodland Gently undulating slopes fade into the grey distance Standing on the nearer shore, we pilgrims take the boat And row our way across the golden waters Under willow fingers reaching low towards the stream Across…
Full moon rises over the wheat fields A murky night, shredded clouds drift across the blackness The old tower waits, a solitary black shape looming over the grain No other buildings stand near Who built it? and for what purpose? No one knows It lies abandoned, bats roosting in the steeple Rats scurrying across the…
I must replay the world around me My colours bathe your eyes in rainbow hue Each piece of life becomes a thousand Each moment making for a whole new picture I see the lilies on the pond myriad times And each time is the first time come again Though my world darkens My mind and…
Sitting at a table at the street café Yellow light spills out of the open door Now and again a person or two strolls by on the cobbled way Sip your wine and think About those who once sat here Drinking, talking, drawing castles in the air Few stars can be seen in the sky…
Good fences make good neighbours, they say Marking the line between mine and yours But maybe some say that what’s yours should be theirs So increase the fences Add ‘Beware of the dog’ and ‘These premises are alarmed’ Put up the security cameras Build those fences higher and higher Lock the doors and bar the…
Giving me a yodel at 3am Furry fellow purrs and calls ‘Your attention please! Food is required!’ I shut him out of the bedroom. Early rising neighbours Out with the little ones Run and shout up and down the yard I was not intending to wake this early! Someone wants to mow their lawn, trim…
We’re standing on the quay Where our boat is moored Brightly painted, trim and neat Provisions already stowed away below deck Let’s jump aboard, loose the mooring rope And point the prow towards the rising sun Let’s raise the sail to catch that following wind It’s time to go, friends Skimming over the waves under…
At the turning of the year We who have travelled so far from the sun Turn towards his face again In the deep midwinter We light the lamps, feast and are merry We tell tales and sing songs To drive away the cold and dark It is solstice, the pause of the sun Waiting with…
There is only a silhouette, a shadow without form No flesh, no substance, Scribbled shading within vaguely sketched lines Floating through the world, Action without reaction Words without thought Aping reality, going through the motions Shadows cast by nothing Powerless and meaningless This is who we are now A world full of silhouettes Flickering through…
Have you ever felt The drum beat in a car engine Rocking you on your urban journeys Tympani thump-thumping your to-and-fro Have you ever heard The music of an airconditioner Pareidoliac patterns in the white noise of life Listen to the music in the man-made and the natural Dance to the rhythms of your heartbeat…
