Real Poems

Words really matter. Blavatsky said 'the universe is never again the same for every word spoken!'. Reading and writing poems and poetry helps me concentrate on words, thoughts, feelings. My first son, Andrew, has Down's Syndrome and he allows me to see the world differently and that's a great source of inspiration - as are my sons Angus, Adam and wife Amelie...........words, poems, feelings ...........Love - of course!!!

Saturday, 17 April 2010

Turtle

›
A clam with legs like a table pokes out a leather head and kisses its neighbour as they float and swim like flotsam-on-purpose. ...
Thursday, 15 April 2010

Everything seems

›
Every step seems a part of a journey, every twig on the ground from a tree, every glittering pebble seems earth-born, every droplet ...
2 comments:
Wednesday, 14 April 2010

Down's lesson

›
Feedback from a Mystic with a happy, smiling face, ‘Andrew arose to dream a life shortly before his birth; choosing a fate to r...
Tuesday, 13 April 2010

Angus, my son

›
Cool, to love a boy who’s cool: awesome - and crucial to be full of awe - well full of well-spring dripping hope; for a boy who’...
5 comments:
Monday, 12 April 2010

Capernicus

›
Me, I started to discern how the world rotates around my brain. I’m a snappy dresser, centre of gravity; moi, it’s me, it’s me, me, ...
2 comments:
Sunday, 11 April 2010

Easter Tanka

›
it came down a ramp from the church before Easter; a statue of Christ. He dropped onto lower ground, arms raised, before he return...
Saturday, 10 April 2010

Chameleon

›
Some archetype disturbed my mammal eye. An unmoving, unblinking, unlicking stare made me swear a dragon could leap from a ...
1 comment:
‹
›
Home
View web version

About Me

My photo
John Lavan
View my complete profile
Powered by Blogger.