pheasants carry their message
and when I see one,
I am reminded of the message

star struck
star hewed
star mind
star love
star lovers
star wed
star thought
star night
star day

weaved and wrapped
intertwining vines

one has poetry on their tongue
while another listens out for song

glistening lips
lubricating words

composing your way back home
a poem and a song
-to help pay the ferryman
to cross over to the distant shore

yawning gaps
watching your step

be careful

you may go headlong-
into a mountain

a kink in the road
an agonising wound

limping in the way
traversing the deep

a single candle flame
a cupped hand

fire in the sky
one star to follow.

energised by much more than food
the search for the divine
a quest planted by love
for love to be found

eight leggers claim their corners
a larder spun web

discarded old empty carcasses
last years yum yum

along the milkyway
starlight stepping stones
to find your way at sea

a compass and a breeze
summer full swing
horizons moon dancing

the gate to love

will swing wide

but when your eyes close to this world
will you take all that hate with you?
do you think it will gain entrance?

blood
never
was
meant
to
be
spilled
all
over
the
places
children
live

to live simply
and simply live

to come closer
and closer come

to the heart
of love

granted clarity, a sure confirmation
time and again the bell rings clear
cuts through all the pressing doubt
sets free the mind and heart
for nothing is stronger than love

girlfriends came and girlfriends went
all that effort all that want

oh that miry swamp had me caught
well confused down and out

then on my own two feet
I walked away toward my singleness

the public phonebox,
halfway down the hill
was the only phone we knew

it gobbled up your small change
and often there was a queue
it often smelled of stale ***

I remember talking on that phone
a teenager to my teenage crush
a fleeting conversation long ago

created from nothing
nothingness creatures
given everything.

full range emotional release
wombanomics for grounding
full sensual immersion

personality when talking Human
personality when talking of Monkeys?
apeonality surely?

sheep know each others voices
locate by listening and bleating
- they all look the same to me.

cranking up the pressure
to burst or to squash

singing in the midst of fire
dancing to forget

its shearing day
air filled with bleating

the field across the way
full of white commotion

short shorn relief
the kicking up of heels

mothers calling for lambs
lambs calling for mothers.

jellied eel is not to my taste
along with pickled cabbage
how easy to remember distaste
but forget attraction to beauty

each day to rise once more
to scatter the darkness holding you down

believing the light
relieving the pain

loves providence
rescuing in time and time again

jaundiced optimism hangs in the air
a thick blanket with yellowed edges
the heavy scent of defeat most sure
lost desparado in full flight madness
dollar stash stashed in a blue airplane

transaction a fair exchange
keep to the bargain

remember that handshake
that sealing kiss at the altar

a promise is a promise
some worded air after all

vanity a ghost most fleeting
but lying all the time
its breath on the mirrored fooled

stark naked
a child of the womb

knows nothing of shame
-that will be reinforced later

singing into the wind
breath taken away

a whispered 'love'
into the maelstrom

epic is the life we share
small moments caught in a jar

where what when
words run out

its a time of feasting
a time of reaping

life experienced
life living.

songs on the wings of your heart
set free

a voice to find
a voice uncovered

a voice unwrapped
a voice freely gifted

a voice your own
a voice shared with others

walking the stanza
soon to be dancing
the seamless waltz.

finding balance
searching it out
first few steps
and off you go

spiders webbed hotel
a fly can enter
but never leave.

one persons life and liberty
is another persons opportunity to destroy

ferocious cruelty delivered each day
on the one planet known to nurture life

promoting something
because it seems important

a secret uncovered
an enlightenment of mind

an old wifes tale
some canned *******

the sending of vibe
from a vibrating vocal cord
hidden in the larynx

love is not a vacuum
love reaches in

a hand to wipe the sweat from your face
a word of encouragement

a poem on your lips
a listening ear

a gift of laughter
to laugh at yourself.

hunting freedom
tracking it down
when you finally find it
your finding freedom
was tracking you down

looking for the X
treasure buried deep

in the arms of love
- a cradled heart

calming all storms
answered prayers

your never alone
-galactic connections

a shared road
the journeying

day unto day
kicking up dust

spreading what the heart loves
amoung lovers

a chat with a best friend
one who loves

who understands
everything.

the pained ego

point of listening

who do you believe

breaking the chain
bursting the cycle
the bid for freedom

freedom to be
a follower
of Jesus

egocentric
self-centred

reaching out
reaching in

a shared affair
mind of a servant

humbly washing
others feet

when the moment comes
your moment, like all moments

you will be you
in all your tragedy experience

in all your hope
of deliverance