Like an ant I walk on the forest floor
I hid under leaves from the midday mayhem
Finding my own way in a wilderness of rotting flesh
Until I come across an oasis of a green unspoilt eden
I see the dark clouds rolling toward me
Not a leaf in sight

As I drift into that darkened night
unresponsive, devoid of fight
blinded by pity only death in sight
I hear people fighting for my plight
Then a crack appears of blinding light
the fight returns, could I win, I just might
spinning falling from that dizzy height
to live again I have the right  
surrounded by angels dressed in white

There was a moment in my life I just smiled, just because
And the moment of my life I was happy at who I was

Then the moment in my life that we all get if we live that long
The saddest moment of my life, I lived and sang that old sad song

I remember the moment in my life the clouds broke and drifted away
Was the moment of my life I looked back and herded you say

Don’t look back upon your life with sadness and despaired
Walk the paths you have to walk if you need me, I will be there

Your hands wrapped around my neck
You whispered in my ear
And kissed my cheek

Your smell hypnotised me
As you left my embrace
Fingers grasping air

You left no name
Just
Lipstick on my collar

Dust
dances with
butterfly's
in the beams
of the mid afternoon sun.

Like a light house I will guide you
Help you choose the paths to take
 
Like a teacher I will tutor you
In the decisions that you make
 
Like a rock I will be steady
To build a foundation that will last
 
Like a friend I will care for you
From the haunting of your past
 
Like a preach I will comfort you
When life's sorrow knocks your door
 
Like a lover I will mourn you
When our friendship is no more

Today was the day he decided to end it all
peace was with him, for awhile
Then he got to look back at the grief the heart ache
the despair he left behind
And the wave of love toward his family that followed
gladdened him, he changed his mind

To late said the hand on his shoulder, your bed is made
they will have to re-make it everyday for the rest of their lives
He pleaded it was in a moment of self pity
I know said the hand I am that thing
Come and meet my following
We are many
All trapped
In death
Alone

The mood swung
as the door burst its hinges
they stared one hand hidden
he smiled both hands on his hips
the bar tender rested his towel on the bar
slowly reaching
the smoke cleared enough to recognise him
Is this the Pink Elephant the drag Queen screamed
the crowd screamed back with excitement
the bar tender grabbed the key for the changing room
your late, he said
No your impatient said the Queen, with a wink

Cats on the sofa

Barking up the
Wrong tree

I hear the creak of an unopened door
and a voice I've never heard before
Telling me things I would not contemplate
about a world of  greed a world of hate

I held the door closed with all my might
block my ears, shut my eyes tight
Called for help from deep within
keep calm a kind voice called, you are not the sin

I untangle my mind from the world full of hate
only love and friendship I would now contemplate
The voices became silent as they were long before
so, I turned the key on that unopened door

Bird feeding frenzy

The field mouse
Take the spoils.

Alone I sit
looking at the moon

Even the moon has dark days
That time heals
Again and again
and again

Alone I wait
for time to heal me

The snowdrops are sleeping and the daffodils all spent
you look across the rolling fields amazed at what spring has sent

The wild blue bell a vibrant but such tender a flower
carpets the earth in a haze of blue with all its earthly power
nodding heads on tender stems ever so slightly bent
blows in the breeze so gentle scattering wide its fragrant scent

To lay with blue bells feel the sun and hear the song birds sing
a spell of truth cannot be broken when you wear the fairies ring

I tried to write a poem
About a well

BUT

Nothing springs to mind
...............

I tried to write a poem
About violence

BUT

Nothing hits me
In the face
...........................

They say
All ways follow your dreams


I'm an insomniac!
.....................................

I,m confident in my own skin

Said the snake
..........................................

Never throw the first punch

Always keep you health insurance handy
....................................

The winter wind bite one last time
As my bones shudder
attacked to the core

Yet

The daffodil
bows with every blow
Then with its colourful smile
and suborn resistance

Guides me on to spring
and what is to come

The earth is replenishing now the humans are gone
They strive for perfection what could go wrong

They introduced riches to share with the poor and the needy
got infected by greed the then became the greedy

Then they broke every commandment and every set rule
they scourged the earth just by playing the fool

Scientist became gods changing our evolution
got it wrong every time but found a new solution

The end came so quick, just a cough or a sneeze
brought the human race tumbling down to its knees

So the moral of the story as the sun brightly shone
life will be much simpler now the humans have gone

I remember the first time I looked into your eyes
they were so friendly
I remember the first time our future shaped our lives
I followed freely
Then as we became one I grew to know you
some things I ignored
Then the things I ignored became you
and we became two
In the end I looked into your eyes and knew
I never really knew you
In the end did I really love you
love can be so fickle

Under the willow he held her hand
professed his love with a golden band

She looked into his eyes and thought awhile
then professed her thoughts with a golden smile

I like you a lot, to be with you is good fun
to spend the rest of my life, sorry your not the one

Don't look at me that way this is not your end
with time your heart will surly mend

So, she left him there perched on one knee
under the bows of the old willow tree

His staff struck the stone
and his words echoed in the valley
Only then
when the night sky is lite up like day
and the moon turns a blood red
Only then
will you return
For seven years I flew as a Hawk
high in the clouds
stalking my prey
I roosted that summer's evening
as I have for the last seven years
only to see the moon turn a blood red
the night never came
I watched a comet steal across the sky
all stood silent
I fell through the branches to the earth
A boy now a man
never to walk that path again
I vowed
Lest the staff strikes the stone

After the storm
Squirrels danced around the great oak tree
unaware
The sighthound spied from a distance
appraising his chances

instinct took over

Squirrels danced around the great oak tree
with a grin, one eye on the hound

A whippet danced around the great oak tree
aware of the grins
of the squirrels above
wishing he could fly

Deep in the heart of the forest
Standing proud standing tall

Chopped down in their prime

Did anyone hear them fall

Did anyone hear their call

Deep in the heart of a forest
all is quiet

I’d not ask a life that’s easy,
Gold and pearls so little mean,
Rather seek a heart that’s joyful,
Heart that’s honest, heart that’s clean.

On an early April morning,
after the floods,
with the sun breaking the clouds.
You see many sights
while walking the dog through the wood,
to a place where a stream
meets a river.
From under the rocks
you hear the distinctive sound
of a mother calling her nine ducklings
not two days old
and just managing to swim
in the rivers calm current
to safety she cries,
to the other bank.

On the last April morning,
the weather breaks
and rain come tumbling down.
Different sights meet the eye
while walking the dog through the wood,
to a place where a stream
meets a river.
From under a rock
you hear the distinctive sound
of a mother calling her ducklings
now four weeks old.
Your heart misses a beat
as excitement floods your senses,
they swim with ease
through the now swollen river
your eyes quickly count, only five,
and sadness bathes over you
still scanning for the missing ducklings,
as they make it to the safety
of the other bank.

You curse life’s cruel rules
and ponder at this story
being played out in
so many different lives.  

Stay safe!

My hand held tightly and that kiss on the brow
tells me time is leaving me right about now

My eyes are closed tightly and my heart rate so fast
I remember the day I met you, seems like the night before last
We'd party till midnight then party some more
Like lovers we'd walk barefoot on the sandy sea shore

I remember our big day watching you walk down the aisle
your eyes shining brightly over that wicked infectious smile
We made promises for ever our sacred wedding vow
sadly coming to fruition just about now

So don't be sad when I leave you when my hand turns cold
it's the beauty of living that we get to be old
Our life was made whole by that great ebb and flow
I loved you forever, now its time to let go

My hand held tightly and that kiss on the brow
tells me time is leaving me right about now

The sea is so tranquil
The wind does not stir
The sails lay dormant
Not even a seagulls cry
Then in the silence of the night
The moon lights a way
As the bodies float on
In the sea so tranquil

I pulled you to hard
and my thumbs made the tear
you've been with me so long
I took you, everywhere

Now you lay still
on my cold bedroom floor
sadly, I take one more glance
as I walk through the door

In the recycling bag
I lay you to rest
along with your partner
my slinky blue vest

Then, I reminisce of our times
around the boulevards in France
please, rest in peace
my lucky blue pants

From the headland
I see the swells bursting toward you

The sea horse mane
Flowing in the winter wind

Bursting high above you
Rolling in

The rage turns
As they brake and lap over
Your naked feet

Caressing you they
Slip back out to sea

And I have watched young women growing old
their minds do not dim
nor there hearts falter
still a flicker of light, lights up a smile
and their eyes tell you all they have learnt
is not lost

He wore camouflaged Khaki he carried an AK gun
His world ruled with fear, no hearts here were won
Her face, the tears, a single rose for her only son
Her home destroyed by fear, the only option was to run

A white field of dreams
Blind my thoughts

Yet here I stand
Pallet in hand
Brush dripping paint

Unsullied, pure, unblemished
It stares back at me

All this time it’s beauty has evaded my eyes
How honest, how untouched this white field of dreams

I’ll wait until I have a dream worthy

Bury me under the great Oak tree

So, I can dance with the birds and feed their young

then shelter me in fallen leaves for a
hundred years to come

Bury me under the Rowan tree

So, I can breathe in the mountain air

and watch with great mirth the dance of the
mad March Hare

Bury me under the Holly tree

My winter fruit will nourish all

I will decorate your house and home and
your Gods great worshipping hall

Do not bury me in a graveyard amongst the forgotten dead

Where the poem on my gravestone will be worn
and left unsaid

The druid in their long white cloak
Gathering mistletoe from the wise old Oak

They wonder at nature in the forests of Ynys Mon
Their wisdom is lost the forest all gone

But somewhere deep in the heart of this land
Under a willow they gather and dance hand in hand

The willow is sacred and here’s the reason why
The robin the butter cup the blue Butterfly

Now mystics fall to sleep gathering the fern as a pillow
After dancing and dancing around the sacred twisted willow

So
When you travel through this Celtic valley of dreams
Remember all is not what it seems

It's the waiting that gets you
when your sat on that chair
it muggles your mind
to that long vacant stare

When you stop and listen
you can hear the clouds rushing by
the trees bending in their wake
a ginger cat sat on a wall watching
an old man shuffling along with his stick
and the mother in charge of a pram and baby
weaving to get past
thank you she says as the old man leans on the wall
next to the cat who was watching

Then the clouds disappear
and that world floats away
who's next a voice whispers
as the band starts to play

She held my hand
and dried my sweating brow
"I never asked her"

She comforted me when I was alone
and fed me when I was hungry
"I never asked her"

She washed me when I was unclean
and covered me in warm sheets
"I never asked her"

She blew me a kiss when she left
and said I'll see you tomorrow
"I never thanked her"

The night has drawn in
The day is no longer light

The hope this day might bring
dissipates into the night

I'll not lay my head and bathe it in sorrow
For I'm a true believer, always tomorrow

Then as the morning awakes me to face another day
My faith in my god will light my way

Once in the corner of my 
you were gone

Then wrapped in his arms
you were gone

You held out your hand I reached
you were gone

I smelt your perfume turn looked 
you were gone

Rushed home to our house
you were gone

Then I awoke
You turn kissed my cheek
I cried

how luck I was 
you are back

I won't sleep tonight

The happiness in your eyes
and a smile to lifts so many hearts
you take in every moment
and I cherish it with you

It's hard to express the wonder  
of a new born grandchild

May you stay forever young

The runes landed
for the rest of my life
as she spoke

Rain fell ,rolled off the tip of my nose
I tasted the sweat off my skin
headlights brushed across my face
Eye's fixed pupils dilating
Door opened, you walked head bowed
Guarded from the rain  
He looked through the curtains
You hurried out of view
Our eyes met
The light dimmed

I remember that summer day
so long ago now
the wind dancing with the corn
sun ripening the fruit

You held my hand
with that look and a smile so bright
I smiled
my heart racing  in agreement

We walked and ran
lay on a golden bed of corn
I felt like a goddess in your arms
the silence overwhelmed us

We lay
Naked
I’m there with you now
I remember that day
with a smile and a blush

The voices in my head
Are silent
I must decide

The cold wind wrapped around the red nose
of the old man.
As he travelled, just a short distance
ladened with presents.
A family Christmas reunion.

Not far from their home, he paused for breath.
A thought of his lost love, saddened him,
as a snowflake brushed his cheek,
and more dusted his head.
"I love you too," he said, with a smile.

In the distance, he heard the sound of Carol Singers.
Thoughts of Christmas, warmed his soul,
and those happy little face, waiting.
Moments later, he tapped on their door,
to the tune of Deck The Halls, Christmas Carol.

Then, he heard the exited children, calling his name,
the door opened, and the smell and love of Christmas
caressed him.
A tear welled, and nearly escaped, as he welcomed everyone
with. "Merry Christmas."

Passing the presents to his son, and daughter,
in a welcome exchange, for a hot toddy.
The presents were safely stacked, under the
brightly lighted, Christmas tree.

He sat and smiled, cheeks, now as red as his nose,
Grandpa, called out the names of his exited little family.
The well broke, all down his cheek, it was
the happies time of his life, Christmas with his family.

He’s lived and loved, for 99.9 years
Listen to his story, don’t hold back the tears

Daughter’s love, for a now dear old man
“I will help the NHS, as old as I am"

Please remember his name, from this day on
And speak with pride, of our Captain Tom

The words you wrote were at first
calming and friendly
then as you looked into my soul
you changed
your world became mysterious, devious, violent
yet I could not let you go
I became you, I lived your words,
I craved your mysteries
then, when you both met, at first I was angry
I was ready to let go
but then I realised it was me
there with you
until the very last page
and until...
The End

The stories they told on that
wine fuelled night
brought laughter brought joy
of the reddened faces
of the stories told

Next day the quiet lambs
gathered for coffee
lots of coffee and hope
that the wine had done its job
to the temporal lobe

But there is always one
who keeps a diary
updated before sleep
a reminder of the truth
bursting from their freed consciousness

But the rules of the tour
are simple
what goes on tour
stays on tour
Really????? Yep!

In the chilled autumn air, we ran to school
Leaving our mam well behind
We were never late, 9.00 am the bell rang
Waved to our mam and blew her a kiss
By the time she got back home…..
We never left that school
We were never late
116 children
28 adults