Jesus has many effects
saying that name out loud
you mostly hear as a cursing

a ritual of blood
a lighted candle

some words to offer
from a beating heart

moving beyond the senses
deep into the heart

a measure of energy
courage for the journey

a little effort, now
for an eternal harvest

gathering with love
unities commandment

dallying in the valley of death
waiting in line for your turn
at a time unexpected your numbers up

Saluting Buttercups scattered along the path
a field of Daisies a tribal meet
the sky cannot be tamed when red hot
but we can still dance and hope for storms to pass
War cries the world of Man while Angels weep

impossible destination
seemingly dreamy

a life worth its living
reminders everywhere

a long journey
made short

the nailed down
come true on Earth.

hand power to someone
without checks and balances?
stripped of checks and balances?

joined up thinking
not a universal gift

giving flesh to bone
a breath of life
to silence.

songs from silence
-shared experience
uniquely unified

used to have yellowed fingers
stinking of nicotine

that drug had me hooked at age fifteen
-all the way to fifty three.

flowers fragile beauty
-adorning grasslands
here today, gone tomorrow
but never ever in vain

treasure uncovered
decision made

a road to travel
into the distance

the horizon reached
with ease

brazen as brazen is
constantly practised
in the sight of all

treading water
a light touch

walking with freedom
unencumbered heart

leaving no footprints
on a sandy beach

how did you get here
this here and now

scant memories
lost to time

love bade me 'come'
walk in the way of love.

the weight of tiredness
squashes the mind

a strap pulled ever tighter
around your brain

resulting fatique, ****** energy
leaving you prostrate

lips have a taste for words
like ice cream licked by your tongue

half a day away  
until tomorrow
becomes today
like yesterday

words to bluff, huff and puff
a wolf who looks alot like granny

but those teeth do not fit
that smile just does not do it

the fairytale wolf a reminder
a hungry grin seeing you as supper

hard skin on well trodden feet
miles of blisters on blisters
all at rest, now, now I travel
-mostly wonderful mindscapes.

you would think me deaf
eyes seeing nothing
my touch rough
your perfume neutral
my taste awful

stitching words from letters
a patchwork of sounds

sounds gleaned from years
years from decades

what is life but a breath
a little heartbeat for love.

the story about love
love changes you
until utterly spent

the way of the solo
catapulted into the very heart
- where the many become one
and one becomes the many

gnawing on conversations past
long gone encounters now ghosts in your mind

ruminating on what could have been, what could be
hoping that Heaven has all their names written in its heart.

choices of your own
or someone elses

your voice
or a puppet

the great wide highway
or the hidden path

brain remembers consequences of pain
burns stay the same except for their depth
how far will you go to escape repetition
to leave forever the never-ending treadmill

trading this for that
a skill a stone

beads for fish
a song for dance

fire for ice
silence for words.

there are many beginnings
already begun

there are no true endings
but a forever now.

the voices of the wind
songs of freedom
elicited from the tongues of birds

other voices from womb to grave
yours a practised silence reaped

the trajectory of years and days
the quiet mind with tongue stilled

the lone mountain top
at the very end of the desert road

silence does what silence is

a door opens

and you enter in.

trading insults written on missiles
can poetry win the day?

can beauty be found
in blood and destruction?

one man walks out
surrounded by the fires of hell.

a shared skeleton
defleshed bone

dinosaur or human
a little bit of both

understanding a little more
the light of learning gleaming

darkness not so dark
path illumined with travellers tales

ancient wisdom in todays world
the page turns, you move on.

looking out to a distant shore
believing in love under wings

never a doubt to cloud the Sun
always onward with destiny

a place to sit a bed to sleep
and stories of the evergreen.

sliding into mediocracy
a poets tongue needs sharpening

inspiration, a heart full of fire
a radical love gone wild

a bolt from the blue
a song for freedom

breaking ancient chains
singing with angels.

dehumanize
-making killing
easier.

minds sifting information
ordering in importance

contemplation a minds nourishing
seeing beyond the facade

an influence for peace
the heart at peace

one persons missile
many persons tax bill

hearing news of death
the sobering shock
to the living

dead of night
strange lonesomness

a place of dreaming
invocation to angels

the womb is dark
a time of sleep
a time of dreams.

fragrance rides the air
flowers seduction

what can a Bee do?
all that colour.

blue skies fade into black
the daystar falls

dreaming is a mystery
made from mystery

black skies fade into blue
the daystar rises.

how many fingers pull the trigger
push the button unleashing death?
too many to be counted
the vociferous background mob?

flourish fountain of youth
the future is yours
make waves with harmony
throw your pebbles
-into the centre of the pond.

tremble is becoming familiar
falling over too

dropping things for some time
ah well could be a lot worse

ageing a kindness
more time given not to everyone.

recognising sounds
putting voices to lips

an angry coutenance
spewing ugly noise

vexatious spirits
best to avoid.