While life stays still Unbalanced A world keeps moving onBeauty masked in small thingsPaper thin petalsDance above a sea of stemsSoft pincushions of mossGlisten hugging the damp soilThe earthy smellOf renewal.
Rippled the line of a contour meets the skyDraws red to black, a thread of contrast in defining clarity Binding the heavens to the earth.Beside the fence those bovine forms Contemplative in reverential poseSynchronise the sweetened breathThat softly steams from their Swelling framesJoining the outlineBinding the heavens to the earth. Quiet their presence thereAnd quietContinue reading “Evening”
Impossible taskStretched across the tableIn a ball of woolBound by lack of skillAnd diminishing hope A fragmented memory serves to teasePockets of knowledge outWhich below the cortex sit(Like the cat from under the bed) Just out of viewEffort and frustration combine To hit a wall of blackAnd whiteThe instructions on the pageFade and blurBefore myContinue reading “Finding Meaning”
Even the most complicated labyrinth Can find a path If we can take a lead to find a way.
The haunting melodic sound of A canticle sungNotes Travel across the waves of air Stirring memoriesPermeating like water Drip through the soulWith the freshness Of youth Gone are the days of Choral songBlown out like a match To years pastWhat freedoms lostAmidst pursuit to contain? To survive in the darknessWe tread through the nightIncandescence isContinue reading “Darkness to Light”
Soar on the eagle’s wing Take flight To where all freedom’s won Where those winged squadronsOf the skyIn abeyance keep all enemies aloftHold fast to the things of truthAnd steer a pathNavigate by stars that trace in threads across the broken skiesBehold the beauty shown in Ribbons of effervescent lightColours move in flowing equilibrium JourneyContinue reading “Soar on Eagle’s Wing”
If all around the sphereWe call home seems to be About to fall from the skyAnd through shielded palmsWatchWe who fearful areThe ever changing tideWill seek to overwhelmAll thought and reasonYet if we stop awhile And look aboveA strength of blue defines The stratosphereWhilst blue is dayAnd sun is warmthHope comes from light That lightContinue reading “Light”
Pack your cells with joy Strip off all of winter’s slothEmbrace the new day Celebrate the patch of blue Breathe deep and embrace the light. Posted for Frank Tasonne’s Haika challenge
Beguiled by beautyThe transient winter’s mornWith hint of white streakedAcross a cyan sky The palette of the hedgerowSwapped for lichen covered Moorland rocksAnd sweeping viewsCandescent riseFrom aloft the mighty Granite tors.Air to breathe The warmth of sunRespite from rain.
Uncertain,That time between shaded Dawn and morning, Nature, In frailty of perfection; Earth lays down on frosted ground Stillness and clarity To seduce the mind On distant viewsJust out of bounds Though view,restriction cannot hold Unchained It serves to sate the soul;Transient it embracesEphemeral white and laced Before transfigured it Resumes its green stained hue.Continue reading “Frost at Dawn”