Song in the Key of Rain

What story does the rain have to tell In water pattering from the sky Till the gasping ground thirstily gulps Its relief after endless drought What message is there In the singing of raindrops As they drum on the roof Pour from the downpipe Pelt against the windows In an orchestra of percussion What does…

Wait for me

Let us walk together To the very end of the world Let us stand on the edge and see The vastness of eternity Only one can make the crossing So this is as far as I go And at the end all I can do Is hold your hand and whisper I am here You…

Paper Boats

Making paper boats To set sail down the stream A tiny fleet to carry weighty cargo Each boat with fragile paper sails Each carries a memory, a pain Baggage that weighs down the soul Embarking on a voyage to nowhere special To just sail away, away And leave the heart light, the soul cleansed Free…

Meeting on a Bridge

I see her as I cross the bridge homeward Her coal-black fur a void against the stars She stands and stretches forward Meeting my outstretched hand With her whiskered face A purr of appreciation greets me Hello, sweet girl It’s a bit cold to be waiting here She gives me a look, as if to…

Autumn Dreams

On the cool dark of an autumn night Little girl sleeps in her cosy bed Little girl dreams of red and gold leaves Rustling and whirling around her head Autumn wind catches girl and leaves Whisks them away on up to the sky Little girl plays among bright jewel stars Light of the moon gives…

It Is Finished

Palm leaves now withered, trodden in the dust Cries of joy changed to howls of fury Fury to suffocating silence The sky turns black The earth shakes The curtain tears And in that moment It is finished And we are forgiven

The Law of the River

We are swept up and swept along By currents far too strong A barrage of events in the river of life Mindless and bleak, vacant and void For void is the law of the river And emptiness the ultimate goal What hope is there when passion and fire Hope and joy, art and beauty Are…

Torn from a Magazine

I’m dead, said the man And covered his face with his hands In a moment he was ripped from life Like a page torn from a magazine While we turn the pages To something more comfortable Movies, fashion, gossip Forget about double-think, we have non-think We guzzle the soma and blank out the world With…

Two Faces

The child looks up, what does she see Will a face smile down with love and kindness Hands outstretched, warm and welcoming Tenderness and sweetness oozing from every pore Or will it be a snarling grimace, red with fury Fists raised and clenched ready for violence Snapping teeth and rending claws, the air thick with…

On a Winter’s Night

Bare-branched trees guard an old cobbled roadStones gleam wetly in the lantern lightDark clouds hang low full of storm and thunderYou breathe moisture in the ice-cold airWalking briskly, bundled in winter clothesThat don’t quite keep out the frigid nightLights from house windows behind their gatesGlow warm, inviting, promising cosy fires, slippers, hot chocolateYou see home…