A face in the carriage window
looks back from somewhere else;
close and sudden, sober,
smiling back at itself;
never to see a face sleeping,
shocked by an open mouth.
Never truly deserted,
a mirror will try to tell
(or a face in a body of water
where rippling shadows dwell)
the face of a person remembered
from the far, far base of a well
and into a world projected
where left hand points to the right
and sunset forms a backdrop,
staying awake at night,
I’m speeding backwards towards you
from a dream into your light.
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!!!
Thursday, 10 June 2010
Wednesday, 9 June 2010
Leadership
Time to drive this bus forward,
buy a ticket on board;
let’s fill every seat
and turn up the heat
until profits have soared.
Time to drive this bus faster,
who is following whom?
I’m graying, my beard’s
getting hairy, I’m scared,
so where shall we go?
buy a ticket on board;
let’s fill every seat
and turn up the heat
until profits have soared.
Time to drive this bus faster,
who is following whom?
I’m graying, my beard’s
getting hairy, I’m scared,
so where shall we go?
Tuesday, 8 June 2010
Small Businessman
I’ve a need for a speed boat
and a house out of town;
my proposal’s complete,
can I have a receipt,
a card - and a loan?
and a house out of town;
my proposal’s complete,
can I have a receipt,
a card - and a loan?
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Monday, 7 June 2010
In love,
I’m as rushed as a rabbit
with a blindspot because
an automatic door
won’t open before
it bangs on my nose.
with a blindspot because
an automatic door
won’t open before
it bangs on my nose.
Sunday, 6 June 2010
Baby Cry
It burst out
like a rocket
despite my efforts
‘Noooo!’
a roar full of hurt
Andrew thumps the table
‘Don’t do it!!’
murderous loud
and a baby, wailing
at a nearby table
shuts up.
We don’t have to search
far
for Andrew’s motive
- resonance –
when a nearby
hurting’s enough
to throw every energy
(all his inside sun)
out into stopping a cry.
Two minutes later,
Andrew lays his head
on my neck,
claps a man on the back,
pokes a chap in the ear,
chats to a waitress,
glances and waves:
world’s all happy again,
life’s a grin.
like a rocket
despite my efforts
‘Noooo!’
a roar full of hurt
Andrew thumps the table
‘Don’t do it!!’
murderous loud
and a baby, wailing
at a nearby table
shuts up.
We don’t have to search
far
for Andrew’s motive
- resonance –
when a nearby
hurting’s enough
to throw every energy
(all his inside sun)
out into stopping a cry.
Two minutes later,
Andrew lays his head
on my neck,
claps a man on the back,
pokes a chap in the ear,
chats to a waitress,
glances and waves:
world’s all happy again,
life’s a grin.
Friday, 4 June 2010
Human conundrum
I’m a ship in a bottle,
I’m a vessel, complete;
a skeleton sailing,
moving and hailing,
seeking a fleet.
I’m a vessel, complete;
a skeleton sailing,
moving and hailing,
seeking a fleet.
Thursday, 3 June 2010
Wordsworth
Yes I’m way past
vital youth;
or all that early surge of bliss
- so what?!
Other stuff occurs;
good - and not so good -
(the mirrors in my eyeballs turn
to view the sad, bad TV news)
but now and then
I hear a thunder, wind or rain,
as if an ancient power rises
to connect;
like when a hare sits up in sunlight
lepping on the rolling, rolling earth.
vital youth;
or all that early surge of bliss
- so what?!
Other stuff occurs;
good - and not so good -
(the mirrors in my eyeballs turn
to view the sad, bad TV news)
but now and then
I hear a thunder, wind or rain,
as if an ancient power rises
to connect;
like when a hare sits up in sunlight
lepping on the rolling, rolling earth.
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