Saturday, May 27, 2017

The cavernous eye

The cavernous eye of the rose
draws like a vacuum
for study within
in an echo
of the observer’s prying.
More within than without,
more undisclosed than apparent,
secrets hiding
in every fold and furl.
Here be wonders,
here be dragons,
here be
the tossing and turning of life.

Saturday, May 20, 2017

In song

Lost in song:
the aches of heart
and bones
in the joy of the moment,
the joy of music.

The passion
shared in chorus,
the chorded choired notes
and blended strings

The intercourse
of the beyond
as rippled fingers
caress strings
tickling ears
into smile.

our souls
blend like smoke
and incense.

Tuesday, May 16, 2017

The road ahead

We rise the hill of life
in stuttered steps
locked on platforms;
the road ahead
hidden by the walls
that aid our elevation.
Daily we move into sunlight
from shadowed depths
as experience gushes
in and around us,
a toll road
to tomorrow.

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Gulls in dance

They are wheeling
in the cloud crowded sky,
celebrating a departing sun
or dancing at its wake.
It’s a come-all-ye hootenanny
but I am earthbound
and cannot reach their dance-floor,
remaining merely voyeur to their extravagance.
They do not sing, their dance is silent
as is the sun in its closing
and the accompanying colour-burst
heralds the coming silence of colour
and the resurrection of stars.