A requiem

Wandering to see what we have seen,
The sun piercing crystal into opened drapes;
Light climbing through as tumblings fall;
Awaiting the rise in dim landscapes,
Exertion, release through breath, proof pounding out;
Letting loose a tiling glance filled with mirth,
Hearing, striking a solid, sound rhythm;
Glinting through rest at the hearth,
Flashing, burning light with deep energy;
Now, the past moves us, at a moment still;
The moment before action, the instance to choose;
To remember the fight, the lives in the mill.

The Bounty

The days right to bring breath to the dark,
With the sun reaching the wetness of the night,
Bringing water into the cycle of system

The days of late have been a collective exercise
Of will over biology, recognizing the risks of today
Acting for the future has never been more pressing

The rising sun and heat calls us to action
Seeking comfort in the dark and the space between moments
The events that define a life are built from the time between them


a moment in time, as view scape
Crystalline with separation
rays of liquid leaving through titanic views
each one present for their reaction
waiting impatiently with expressions
embracing unity as a presence
allowing, accepting, feeling, influencing
there is light at eye corners
sneaking in glances opportunistically
welcoming interest with the gravity of its gale
Shifting and moving with the wind
dancing a joyful play on light steps
where there is rhythm-

Bile and flow

Raw reaction
Anathema to all
Easily confused with control

Simple creation
Clarity or confusion
Red for white, red for blood

Powerful tones driving a melody
Listening to a beat from the past
Gives a structure to the future

Ignoring now for presence
Allow past, intuit future
Illusory barriers

Time has no feeling
A substance of light and flash
Permanence in connection

Broken by betrayal of feeling
The ocean masks currents
A distraction in waves.

Faceted origin

A composite of colours and sinew,
Binding and blending an essence into an existence,
Affected by connections between centres of being

Without pre-tension – enjoying the energetic views,
Heightened by the difference – seeking unity from clues,
A challenge understated by the desire to soothe

From within, for within, without all
Without judgement, reaction or relapse
Using metaphor and feeling for knowledge and understanding

Intuitive glances given
Creating consensus with one
Bringing together what is and was.

Framing life

Trickling with gravity,
Pointed levity,
Beautiful curls,
Dancing swirls

The route of least resistance,
Carving worldly magnificence,
Laying memories of times before,
Releasing energy into lore

Measured reaction,
Swirling currents into contraction,
A mirror for the world,
Greater as unfurled

Swathes, stillness plain,
Flowing to effervescent planes,
Rings around rungs,
Three being fun.

La nuit

Dim lights blend into the background. A cascading cacophony creates to serve a taste of velvet. In and over, the day’s tone follows a rotation, glimpsing sweet victory. Faint reflections, glancing from the corners of their eyes, sparkling and noticing the vibrance within.

The endlessness of being

The golden light cascades forward,

Creating a moment of fleeting tranquility.

The space created is sacred and pure,

Interrupted by the noise

and thunder of life passing by.

The shining light

like a watchful gaze

allows dancing shadows and reflections.

Figures and stories exist in the alcoves,

Contemplating the pattern.

Here we sit and walk

as silent music waits in the background.


Living truth
Clear away storms
Growing from the center within
Gently fighting for self
Source of pure energy
Burns away the unwelcome presence



Separate and dispassionate,
Rationally and consistently being,

Allowing and permitting repetition,
With no reactionary change.

Set a new intention outside of the pattern,
Freedom is found by invitation,

Be above and within to embrace change,
Denial only strengthens the challenge.

Know thyself

The hardest journey to walk
is the one that leads from within

to do is easy
to move is natural
to find love in everything is divine

Life was presented as a challenge,
rising with the ebbs and flows of joy

Love is always there to be sought,
no matter the slaps and pain,
no matter the rise and fall.

Allow others the opportunity to make amends
seek forgiveness for our own trespasses

Find the path with love, discomfort and no pain
for this life is a gift.

Sex is sacred

there is no more pure expression of self

belonging to ourselves first and foremost

who is chosen, matters as much the act

it can be an expression of self love 

without loving the other side, it will be less

seeking the whole expression is beautiful

some have been taken without consent 

it robs the self of identity and meaning 

there is always a path to true love