I see you shine like a beaconYour sidereal soul warms like the cosiest fireYou float, ethereal, the centre of my worldThe sun around which I orbitYou fill the lacuna of meUntil I want for nothing moreAt last I am complete in you
Sidereal
Here comes the Sun
Stripes of blue, purple, rose and gold Water laps on the grey shore And around my toes Shimmering liquid metal Dark rocks are crowned in a nimbus of fire Black sky lightens to blue, to gold and red In the east, across the sea Here comes the sun
The Candles of Your Eyes
He went out with the tide, they say She set with the sun Romantic nonsense As if death would wait Your life is the tide And nothing can keep it from ebbing Your soul is the sun And it will set when it’s time Your heart is the moon And will wane just as surely…
How Strange to See
How strange to see A smoky sun peering myopically over the hill Vision obscured by wet-felt fog squelching on the valley floor Yawns and stretches Rising higher to shed a little light How strange to see A valley of shadow Holding tight to its damp, dark doubts Defying the day Hot dry light meets cold…
Incandescence
Incandescent Burning brighter than a million million suns Each part to be adored Worshipful whole is greater than the sum Beyond time and space Beyond logic and comprehension Bow down before Him Worship the Lord God
The Forest
Green becomes gold in filtered light Sunbeams and shadows jostle for space Restless leaves toss and turn As the insomniac breeze wanders through and through Last call for the birds Returning to home and roost with sleepy twitters While night-shift workers emerge from nests and burrows Ready to start their day Gold fades to black…
Same Old Happy New Year
The years roll by Faster and faster Hurtling past at breakneck speed Happy new year Blink once or twice And it’s happy new year again Another repetition of the same old thing The earth circles around the sun Our lives circle around themselves And the only thing that changes Is the speed with which we…
The Colour Yellow
Yellow bright Golden moon on starry night Yellow tree Wattle sings to honey bee Yellow yield Of ripened corn and wheat in field Yellow glow Reflected light on water flow Yellow heat Of fire in hearth where loved ones meet Yellow earth From yellow sun that brings it birth
The longest night
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…
God’s Paint Box
When I see a rainbow halo around the setting moon I like to think that God is playing with His paint box drawing circles of colours to delight His creation Like when I see long streaks of cloud on a sunny day He is finger painting across the sky When sun sets through cloud all…
Eclectic Assemblage 