the slow movement of dreams
captured music;
singing till death comes

I lean on many crutches
the ones I have to accept
otherwise I could not stand
-when a storm comes knocking
so I tape them to my hands
they are no hindrance to
my aspiration , indeed
in that ironic state I found
freedom calling out loud

entertainment is at its best on the street
wherever there are two humans
interacting

the creepers creep out as always
their stolen stories on their sleeves
Words are more than words
You have to live them
way, way before you write them

all those pixels conspire,
the TV will try to sell you anything
all one way entertainment
you can watch elephants walk across the room
swim with whales
and in the interval be sold cosmetics of the everything kind.

all those kisses goodnight came to nothing
that handholding while walking a distant memory
romance came early and left just as quick
all our Romeo and Juliet love died,
along with our teenage hearts.

Pluck me a red hot chilli
put it on my tongue
give me a French kiss
long wet hot tongues.

Its the wild spaces
-wilderness
Where love calls

Her lovers fulfilled.

This is today and today
this is who we are
every breath is smooth

Each exhale into the sea
the sea who calls
Back to a time of forgetting

Is a time of love
love we thought was gone
and only just beginning

you offer me a sweet
and I want them all

its the nature of sugary
things.. to want more

who thinks of the dentist
except when you have toothache

Spirit thief thieving words;
yes
You know how shallow
you are

how many injustices I have been complicit
by fact of country or silence
how many deaths of another's spirit
by holding back my anger
how many children robbed of their childhood
by buying the cheap laboured material
how many open mouths empty
by my own greediness
how many?

saying where we are
not where anyone else is
Is a gamble

Readily taken
each word
letter chosen

Chosen
no one
Can beat that

Splay open your feathers
join the Dance;
Universe keeps
eternal beats;
Drums Of The Heart

it can be surprising to learn that the person you cannot stand is loved just as much as yourself

I love
You love
We love
Our love.

Love
a spear to the soul.

Share it not
Share it you will
Fusion wakes new love
Lose your love
Confusion reigns

Lovers loving for loves sake
take a gamble off to ramble
the path leads back to you

Love
will it bring another who loves like you

I am I do
walk ahead
bearing loves truth.

making love was circumstance
a place we met
friends trying to make sense
while the turning of worlds
catapulted us apart.

We did not understand
what we understand now
and I am sure all lovers
wonder whatever happened
to their love.

The chance meeting
was odds on
when we were teenagers.
And looking back
our love was pure
before the world moved in
changing us and
changed our love.

the doves of gentle music are here
drinking of the clear water
with wings that can move continents
furled along the horizon

Hard blowing all night
none too sure which way-
to blow hardest.
The winds of the compass
battle it out-
marvellous entertainment !

The graffiti of the heart
finds its way into poetry

and the singing journalist
spins the storyline.

Tribal dress you wear
the tribal song
and drums your heart
beat out a thousand
thousand words unspoken
in the ear that so longs
to hear the voice
of your sweet soul
pulsating through
my barren universe
while dancing
you in your finery

a lump of flint sits on the desk
a reminder

wall and houses are built
using flint in my home-born shire

before that
axes and arrow heads

this piece of flint washed up on the shore
ballast from a sunken ship

it contains a fossil
within its hardened grip

we look in wonder at the night sky
but the night sky is struck silent
looking back at the Earth.

slowly the heat of day
thawed the verbal abuse
shouted in my ear
I loved the Sun for that

one glance at love
and love holds me fast

the knowledge I have
is uncontainable

this accepting is
a conquering lover

I come from valleys where the Sun greets the Moon
Where innocence allows young hearts to wander through barriers their adult counterparts fail to see
Where a storyteller sits reciting tales to excited children rejoicing in the words that set them free
Where a kind heart is all you really need
a gem the wicked on Earth try to steal....

Full Moon knows so much more
than she is telling
Seen so much more
than any single imagination
Has been getting inside minds
much more than they ever realise

That heavenly music
accompanying  the end
Of the Horror Movie.
Makes for all the jokes
leaving the Cinema.
Don't mess around!!

fledglings chirrup and gape
(I cannot feed the World
just about feed myself)
and the garden birds
(who are not garden birds)
just happen upon the feeders
This is going nowhere
and everywhere at once
its time someone invented
the perfect electronic Bird Feeder

with all its non-sense ringing in the ears of today
and yesterday, with all the memories adding up to nothing
Seeds are still collected, re-sown by hopeful hands
while the clock swings around and around on its pedestal
a shoot will rise from the earth, the one miracle, shared
the whole world over, a marvel in the eyes of the sower
almost like a baby made while no-one was watching
and loved to a degree that adds up to ******, so tread warily

I saw you skipping through your days and nights-
those days and nights we all dream through-
except you are a dream I dared dream awake-
and I dream our dream of today skipping-
resurrect us as the skippers we dream of-
the young hearts we all longed to keep

Unity and the desire thereof-
dissipates *******-
and returns the-
Sunshine in your eyes

Keeping watch all along the battlements of the heart and mind
solitude is hard won, and its defence sees many skirmishes .
But sooner than you would think this singular advantage is yours,
and you arrived and travel this road reaping an eternity of promises.

primal screaming
going back to babyhood
watching yourself melt
as others melt around you

come on, lets try a little relaxation
but first, change our nappies

they say smoking shrinks genitals
but you wont find a before and after picture of that on a pack of cigarettes

couldn't resist

Today is the day to harvest my one and only chilli
-its been a barren crop this year, not enough Sun.
However with all solemnity, usually kept for funerals
I will collect my green chilli
- and add it to the chicken Madras simmering away on the hob.

I kissed the wind with full red lips
and bathed in the rain
dancing circles like the naked Sun
I followed the night stars to day
and day brought me safely home
-the light within all light
claimed me as its own and I succumbed
happy to be 'a beloved child of the Universe'.

your look at me
is always smiling
a welcome home

ropes so tight and knotted
re- tightened
every hint of freedom detected
The power of the captor
captured inside their own web weaved
and all others who happen that way
unsuspecting caught and dream of freedom
and dream of freedom and dream of freedom
and finally break away

Poetry held your hand
led you gently

away from the crowd
and when alone

kissed your lips
passionately

and ran through the forest
merrily laughing.

I am a prolific Human
and the prolific stranger
prolifically sharing all I am.

I worked behind the plough
pulling me through the sand

and a man twice my size
stood pulling the lever
to release cement

I was always  dying on my feet
and he laughed
no compassion

nothing but pain

Your genetic code
brings out the goofy scientist
in me.

silence is a song
most beautiful
she woos her lovers
far from the crowd

silent flight of minds eye
carried on the wings of a bird
silently flying over the Earth

on to new horizons I go
still cradled in magnetic pull
of a lovers nest rest assured

mothers womb Earth below
She will never let go
All creations birthed

Always to say more by saying less
is a mind electromagnetic thing;
a poets disability in a world of scientists.

when you are down
to your last blessing
its the very moment
to start being thankful
for all the allusions