For You

Carelessly freefalling

into the light

into the warmth

into your love.

Helplessly fighting against the fall

with no way out

I surrender all.

Before there was you

my defiant face challenged the world

a need to prove that I could do it alone

endlessly praying

for inner strength,

direction.

He sent you.

Its a wonderful, wonderful life

as we carelessly freefall

into the light

into the warmth

into our love.

21/8/2011

The Arum

2008

Consider how the lilies grow,

tall and slender

gracefully rising

From the damp marsh.

So tender, so fragile,

A symbol of purity.

Consider how the lilies grow,

a gentle cup of kindness

a new birth,

a morning sunrise.

Consider how the lilies grow,

Gathered by mourners

And laid upon the grave

Strewn along the pathway

Between death and eternity.

Consider how the lilies grow

A holy Song of Songs

Love

Peace

Serenity

And eternal beauty.

Sora de Meu Soul

From the same loving womb we came

Each in our own time;

Bringing with us the precious gifts

That were passed down the line.

The poetry in love and the music of our hearts;

A gratitude for the little things

We would encounter in our paths.

Like fireflies on a summers night

And butterflies in graceful flight;

A lone fish-eagle as it calls from on high

At the end of the day, a contented sigh.

Your happiness is my joy

And your sadness my woe;

I would gladly wield my sword for you

Against any foe.

And so Sora de meu,

The Sister of my Soul

I will love you forever

Until our blood runs cold.

The Pine Forest

How I love the forest on a day like today, the rain is falling gently, sweetly, reviving my tall green friends. Look at them swaying ever so slowly to the rhythm of the gentle rain.

The wetness seems to bring out their vital colours, the bright cool green of the pine needles. The warm, rich brown of their tall graceful bodies.

I long for them on days such as this, to walk in amongst them on the soft red, brown of their discarded clothing.

I can see it stretched out before me for quite some distance, miles and miles of soft welcome. The trees standing amongst the shadows in organized columns, my sturdy companions with their proud heads raised to the life giving rain.

Oftimes when the sky is overcast and the raindrops are falling on the path, and when I have sunk into the abyss of melancholy, and overcome by the futility of life, I come to walk with my friends, strong, graceful and everlasting.

We walk on and on together and as they raise their heads upwards, so my spirits are raised and once again my faith is restored.

Ode To A Lost Love

Sometimes at night, when the world is still

She calls to me,

My love is calling and I must go, and linger at her side.

I often see her in my dreams,

The girl with mahogany eyes,

She wanders in quite close to me,

Her presence fills the air.

She takes my hand and leads me away

To wander through the pines.

We always come here in the summer

To strip off and bathe awhile.

Her bronzed body shimmering

With the wetness of the pool.

I love to sit and watch her

As she stretches out to the sun

And the drops of glistening water slide down

Caressing her golden breast.

Our minds in tune

Our souls entwined

Loving, gently, slowly

Culminating in a pinnacle of rapture.

Lazing in the warmth

Filtering through the trees

No longer entwined, but

Held together by the afterglow.

I open my eyes to gaze upon her splendour

But I am alone and she has gone.

And now, in the night

When the world is still

I call out to her,

My girl with mahogany eyes.

1990

Remember

Why is it that when I'm all alone on a rainy day

I am overcome by a feeling of sadness and things gone by.

Loving smiles and happy laughter

Warm touches and my mothers eyes

Kind words and family meals

And the reassuring presence of my old Dad.

When I'm feeling down, I close my eyes

And I can see them all.

The baby boy with white hair and eyes of bright blue,

And a golden girl with long flaxen hair

Dimpled cheeks and puppy-dog eyes.

Down the passage I hear laughter,

It must be the boys.

How different they are.

One tall and slim, his aloofness setting him apart,

And there is the eldest, with warm eyes and a heart of gold.

They say he can do anything that he puts his mind to.

And if I look into the far corner, I'll see the lost boy

He's far away in a world of his own.

And when I listen very carefully,

I can hear a page turn,

That's my Dad reading his book in his cosy old chair.

And there is my mother in the kitchen,

Singing as she prepares the family's evening meal.

And there I am, I'm not very big really.

As I wonder around the house, I'm so happy.

I wish this day would never end.

And on a rainy day like today

When the raindrops run slowly down the windowpane,

And I'm feeling sad;

I close my eyes and there they all are,

And then I know this day will always be.

10/9/1990

The Jumping Boy - for Trav

Don't jump from the building

Unless you can fly

For I worry my son

That perhaps you will die.

The building is tall

It towers up high

But you are so small

And you know I will cry.

Please, come on down

And put your feet on the ground

Things aren’t so bad

So take off that frown.

Yes, life is hard

It always will be

It will often bring tears

To both you and me.

So put on your armour of courage my son

If you give all your love

Things wont come undone.

6/1/2001

Take Flight - for Trav

Softly and lightly

The feather fell

It touched the ground

Gently as in a morning sunrise.

He reached for it

And held it in his hand

Beautiful it was,

So fragile

Yet strong enough to withstand

The storms on high.

Clasp this treasure tightly my son

Keep it close to your breast

And remember the flight

And the freedom it holds within.

Take courage from this symbol

For one day you will need strength

And I will watch you climb

Soar like the eagle.

And while you can

Brush close to the sun

And feel its warmth in your heart

Then fly up,

Fly home.

 6/10/2001

If music be the food of life ......

Feelings of despair, hysterically out of control

cut the rope deep, let the blood seep

The potion is working slowly,

soothing like the morning mist

jump off before the crash comes

What will happen, what shall I do

maybe I shouldn’t do anything

Leave it alone and it will come home

do we really want it back

haven’t we done this all before

nothing really matters

If you can’t be with the one you love

then love the one you’re with

who ever thought of something so stupid

the Bee Gee’s?

We’ve all become animals, we tear at each other's flesh, hunger - comfort - Darwin was right

it’s getting dark, not too quiet

someone left the damn toilet running again

who switched off the music?

18/04/2002

My Autumn Blessing

Sweet and gentle child of mine,

I watch you sometimes and

I see you swaying like a slender reed

So fragile in life's storms

The day you were born,

You brought me such joy

My heart was full.

It was autumn then and the

Season was reflected in your hair.

I tried to hang on to that young tenderness

And protect you from the world

But we all must eventually grow

And spread our wings.

I hope I have given you

For your journey,

Some wisdom, courage, laughter, and only a few tears.

But most of all, I hope that you will

Always carry in your heart

The warm, rich autumn, and my love.

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