A pale wintery light floods the bare furrowsAs earth drops her mantle Laid bare to North Eastern windsDark fingered branches Frame the scene And steal the unexpected glow Locking secrets beneath their bowsProtection offeredIn elemental fusionAs dry pine needles crunch beneath our bootsWe skim the forest edgeDeliberately To keep the light And security of forestContinue reading “Winter walk”
I dream of clouds – Those castles in the sky;Wide open spaces and sloping meadowsRich with summer flowersOf a picnic beside a babbling brookOf painted landscapes – pastoral scenesI dream of looking up into the endless blueAt the vapour trail of a jet up highI want to dream like a childBecause to dream is toContinue reading “Dream like a child”
Let the light glow Into the obsidianTurn one grey pebbleOpen the book and turnThe pageRule a clean lineStart a new day.
Like an island chain-An archipelagoAre we islands of existence?Do our minds separate- Compartmentalise?Hold onto secrets of the past Sailing to when we’re adrift?Memories we return toLike favoured holidays past?Ferry crossings back and forthUntil we leave for good?Or strands we take with us on our journey;Connections, patterns,identities Drawn through time and spaceThreads of gossamer tracing theContinue reading “Islands of existence”
We live with dreamsWhen hopes are raisedAnd lines are changed Excitement loomsEverything is brightColours shineAnd energised and boldLife feels good.All it takes-A hidden agendaNot what it seems Tables are turnedWarnings givenA realisationDisappointmentTries to overwhelmTo bring us down Seeking to undermine Confidence dwindlesCheatedDeflated We feel lost. A new dayNew horizonA new goalThere’s always choiceTo turn itContinue reading “We Live with Dreams”
Running with the pace of life is fast Journeys taken without concern or care Words used and carelessly abandoned Targets and deadlines replaced there. Among the burgeoning piles of file-paper The overflowing nature of our lives Where mindfulness becomes one extra chore And our mental well-being’s in demise. Did it really take a global situationContinue reading “Running in the Slow Lane”