Friday, December 31, 2010

THE GUESSING GAME !


Before the end no clue arrives,
Strategy could give but without hint.
Lost in doubt uncertainty still rules.
Cold questions open elusive answers close.
Forward is progress, backwards is regress.
How long does our choice allow ?
Deliberate acts conclude, nothing ever solved.
Arrangements left dead, is water life ?
Desire creates danger, fear undoes love.
Clothes cover beauty nakedness is shame.
Soulless is darkness light could create.
Am I sure you love me ?



What is love ?


Each morning as I wake,
A spark lifts me higher,
To a world in motion,
Where I come alive.


A power to move mountains,
Fills my field of vision,
And I strike out now,
To reward myself fully.


This energy I feel,
Is the fuel of life,
And it flows so freely,
Do you see as I do ?


From the manna from heaven,
And the rain on my face,
The smile from a stranger,
And a child rapt in laughter.


It's there in the birdsong,
And blown in the breeze,
The force of all nature,
Is a gift to us all.


So what do we call it ?
This permanent guardian,
That is always at work.
Why, it is LOVE...


IN THIS QUIET CITY BAR.


It's approaching winter now, and rain is falling,
The light of the day is as sallow as I.
I sit in our place drinking warm milky coffee,
And look out across the plaza, missing you.


At first, the commotion of all and sundry,
Keeps me from thinking, what could I have changed ?
The condensation is hanging like the sparkling in your eyes,
The memory is strong, so much we had said.


Now it is more silent, the calm brings a chill,
Because I can hear, the quietness you brought.
But you are no longer sharing this restful scene,
I wonder, will you came as we made promise ?




x

FOLLOWED BY YOUR GHOST



The time passed hurriedly, racing ever on,
I was hoping to recall a sense of our meeting.
The places here now carry a spectre of light,
Saying that yes; you passed through here once.


My memory is so clear, remembering your smile,
The way I felt loved when you walked closely.
Even the fragrance of your damp silky hair,
Remains on the air, filling my nostrils again.


But where are you now, when I look around me ?
Lost little girl, hiding from the rainfilled day.
Only your ghost remains, haunting my loving soul,
Following where I go, on the road to Santiago.




x


Sunday, December 26, 2010

THEIR DREAMS, LIVE IN US !



Death has not brought an end to their dreams,
For in us who believe, the dream lives ever bright.
John, Mohamed, Jesus, Buddha, Gandhi, to name but a few.
None have died in vain, for their love is eternal.


But in reality they live, as ever they walked here,
When a touch, a look or a helping hand says,
We have learned something, from the openness showed,
When they were bold enough, to show us their dream.


I for one know how powerful the dreams are,
Of people full of love, when expressed in self less ness.
Without these heroic folk, our world would be lost,
Give thanks then, they dreamed that our world be paradise.






(A memory of Peaceful Warriors)

Days of Solitude.



On the road ahead, one of my own choosing,
I know already, the way will be tougher than most.
Not just because of the rising landscapes to come,
But for the time alone, almost no-one to meet.


Of course passing through there will be people,
On whom I hope to share the days ahead, with.
But few will be walking alongside me to Santiago,
Other routes becoming popular, this road so quiet.


So I pray for help in the tranquillity of solitude,
That I leave despair behind me, in Zamora.
I'm told of the beauty this walk will bring,
So will be in paradise, even if I'm alone.



IMAGINE


Wouldn't it be wonderful,
To wake each day to peace ?
No sounds of gunfire ringing,
Children laughing, not crying in fear.


Just because we are greedy,
By nature not wanting to share.
But here on this Camino,
Are we not seeing this love ?


Do we not feel its real power,
When we recieve such kindnesses ?
I for one know its truth,
For the 'way' has let me observe.


So please dear pilgrims, new friend,
Take home with you this Camino.
Share this experience of peace,
Imagine a world of peace and love.






( Your memory still lives as if you had only just left the room)

GOING TO HELL IN THE FAST LANE..!!





I tried, really I did, to be patient, hopeful.
But now I am lost, waiting for a clue.
Why is it so hard to know what is right ?
Cannot it be more open, when I wait on love ?


I wished to feel the force of love coming,
Because I believed in your giving love.
Whilst I feel like crap, how do you explain,
My empty heart, missing even a stirring of joy ?


Well one thing is clear, because I lost heart
I'm fucked, gone to hell in the fast lane again.
You don't tolerate dissention, or a word against you,
So let me bend over, give me my reward.....!!



TURN



Here I was in my prime, doing what pleases you,
And receiving morsels, snippets, little pieces of luck,
And you always asked me to be grateful for such charity.
Well I say Fuck you !!!


If this is your game, I have no real interest to amuse you,
Whilst my heart breaks, and my hopes go unheard and ignored,
And you forget my giving.


What sort of love is it, when I wait your part ?
I have done all the giving,
And received poor fodder in return.
Oh yes, I am an ungrateful pig !


I see you showering me with glory,
Success and love beyond my dreams.
I'm an idiot, that is for sure,
Whilst I get no rewards, no response,
To my simplest requests.


Oh I forgot, Yeah you are all mighty,
The power of love supreme.....!



Lonely road where are you going?



My eyes are open, yet I see little light,
Am I blind to what is my ultimate goal ?
I believe in the destiny of what life has to offer,
But feel destitute of heart, that I am so lonely.


What ? Tell me what am I not seeing,
To be in this state, feeling deserted by love ?
Do I not give more than I expect to recieve,
So why am I wanting, even a little comfort ?


Where is the balance, I am hoping to find,
When no-one seems to notice my aching soul ?
Fuck you ! All seeing power of the Universe,
Leaving me to the days, go to hell with love !



Tuesday, October 19, 2010

DONE TOO MUCH..


In the days leading up to the present,
I feel sure I exceeded a limit of normality.
But of course I know, nothing is ever, just normal,
It is an amount of all, that is greater or lesser.


Having persisted ´til now, means I failed to quit,
When a wiser man, surely, would have rest before now.
Desire overcomes the sense, and the will has a laugh,
When the body says "no!" and the mind pushes on.


Why do I continue, when I really should stop ?
Before the pain rises, and I cry from the blisters.
Because I dare say, I am filled with a hope,
That before the last mile, I will realise my dream.


Come home to the faith,
My sacrifices are valid,
In giving me release,
From the sins I commit...




The road to Santiago.

SILENCE DECIEVES


Once or twice, I felt a real strong hope,
Now the silence prevails, I am no longer sure.
I know it is open, to my own interpretation,
But I felt sure, that your eyes had noticed.


I have asked again, the Universe can see,
Just what chances become, for my desires reward.
Hope is my hangman, in silence I wait,
A sign of your awareness, that I love you now.


Cruelty, my heart falters, for news to restore,
The beating it held, once it knew of you.
And your silence hurts, even if it is just,
My need of your love, feels like one that is lost...

Waiting for my friend.



I know that you are, coming very soon indeed,
Your arrival though felt, has been told unto me.
Friends and acquaintances, have heralded your coming,
And now I wait patiently, for the hour.


I wonder, did I choose well, the place to encounter ?
As I sit by the bridge, over which I expect you.
And will you recognise the friendship we share ?
Feel the peace becoming, from the brotherhood united.


Many miles we toiled, to arrive in this place,
A welcome we favour, so that's why I`ve come.
To greet you with a smile, to lighten your burden,
And remind you I care, for you are my friend.




Justin.

LOSING MY RELIGION


I remember well the days in darkness,
Before I knew light through the opening door.
A life of servitude, to unseen tithes and laws,
Left me closed to life, before I found you.


It never entered, my consciousness that I,
Would one day realise, the weight of pressure,
That the old ways had laden me down,
No rescue from burden, the weight of the world.


But here you loved, and cared that I see,
A new future of love, without fear from all.
Deep within your heart, you knew me so well,
And let me become, a light of the world.



SOMETHING MORE TO SAY !



There are three little words that can say,
So much of ones care, the feelings that live.
Yet somehow they always leave, something more to say.


I Love You, though sincere, to me still fails,
To express the depth of my connection to you.
And, as such, leaves always, something more to say.


Being able to recognise that my feelings are true,
Is wonderful and a blessing, I feel grace come to life.
So why, when I`m with you, I`m lost for what to say ?


Its not that I fear, why love has found me,
I have lived for this day to come along.
And spent my days dreaming, just what I`d say.


But something rather special, as you have become to me,
Needs to be taken care of, in a very unique way.
And my actions require care, choosing carefully what I`d say.


So forgive me Darling, if I don`t say enough,
The three little words, everyone craves to hear.
It`s because I love you more, there`s always more to say.



xx

WIND IN MY HAIR.


Crossing the desert, nothing is moving, no life,
The reality is different, the closer we look.
I spy a few whorls, of sand that have stirred,
As I feel new pressure and the wind in my hair.


No mystery left untold, when stirrings for you,
Can lift me so high, e'en above all the clouds.
I am from the light as you leave the dark,
Together we make heaven, what a wondrous sight.


Today I have come, to lift you forever,
Into my paradise garden, where we`ll yet share,
The pleasures and fruits, of a couple in love,
Then you`ll have become, the wind in my hair....



How Time Is Flying !!!


But a few hours, have passed since we met,
And here I am missing already the surge you gave.
Fire tore through me, setting me truly ablaze,
Can you also rescue the man now alive ?
Not that I blame you, your innocence is clear,
So how do I forget, when my passion is roused ?


Only fleeting moments now, as I recall your light,
Give me peace and solace, that you will return.
For in your secret smile, was hidden the love key,
Unlocking my desires fresh, to know you to the full.
Oh woman so precious, of such riches untold,
Can you stop time again, fly with me to heaven ?



IF I LOVED YOU FOREVER

One day, by surprise, I was caught by you.
In my minds eye, I could feel new passion,
Being conveyed by a look, nothing more than that.


What did that say, the curiosity you showed ?
Have you loved and lost, and as I kept searching,
That one day, love would find you once more ?


An incredible energy, was passed on to me then,
To continue to hope, that your eyes, they told,
A heart beating for me, to share a great love.


So what will it take, to know how you feel ?
That with me and you giving, all of our love,
We`d take on the fight, to live in this light.


I can say now, my truth, is to win you over,
That we be together, sharing always our lives,
Without fear of losing, another day still searching.


For in sincerity of action, I find myself craving,
A touch of your hand, a breath of your hair,
A taste of your lips, a smile of your agreement.


And here I lay bare, my heart and my soul,
That nothing be hidden, from your knowing heart.
If I love you forever, `twill be a day too short...






x x

MASTERS AND SERVANTS


Our pathway to life, is often a confusion,
As we deal with becoming open to feel,
Just which is our way and what is true.


We may discover love is the purest form,
Of sharing with others or we may forget,
As we struggle to carry, the burdens we hold.


So which are we, the teacher of love,
Or the servant of the fear we still carry ?
Be not afraid to ask of the Universal bank.


As we teach one another we also learn hope,
That escape from fear is our way ahead,
We become Masters of love, and Servants of everyone...






Oscar.

LIPS ´N` HIPS

I cannot recall a time, when I felt so keen,
To show my affection, to one so soft and fair.
But as the sun, grows hotter ´til noon,
My passion to kiss you, grows also bolder.


My lips, touching yours, begins the sweet dream,
Furtive connections build, and we embrace roughly.
How it grows so fast, I wait to see,
Yet I feel so sure, you want me too.


Energy of love, rising, keeping us so young,
Feeling the attraction taking hold of our will.
Your hands they guard my powerful arms,
Which hold you now, as we fall in love.


Then full of hope, we give the sign,
A life to share, as this one moment.
Caressed as an angel, who lost her way,
My reasons to behold, become manifest again.


Darling ! Wait for me, that I can show,
You know my eyes are craving for you.
I must have you, as sure as food,
We eat the fruits, of pleasures untold.


And by the hips, we court our desire,
Fill one another up, a consuming fire.
For this is what we come to know,
Our passion shared, is for love to grow.




XX

Five star Albergue.


Coming here, with tired, weary, aching feet,
is a reunion of spirit, when I see such comfort.
How can I possibly pay for suffering today,
In these lush green and quiet gardens ?
For sure, the many who travelled thus far,
Will be at peace, now we have come.
Their efforts remembered in cloisters of silence.
To be part of this family, in who`s care,
We become as one, I pray with thanks.
Charity is forever shared when we receive love.
The provisions laid down for others to follow,
Such kindly brethren, of ´Santiagos way`.
Zafra has given much, to which we behold.
May their thoughtfulness, be our reminder now,
As we return honour, as a grateful pilgrim...



TIME FOR CHANGE


The way has taught just how we be,
A future for kindness for all to see.
Pilgrim brothers, sisters too are fighting so hard,
To make this true, our faith is our sword.


To open up the apathy, will be a loveless task,
But no more than, I`d give, I`d ask.
Determined is our way, to walk a brighter hope,
Share with our neighbours, the love that we are.


Come one and all, lets walk the truth,
And follow our hearts, to where we shine.
Upon the path of pilgrims bringing change,
Where lovelessness and selfishness,
Are sent where they belong.



WIERD SCIENCE



Many are the lives that I have been alone,
And now I hope that, you will be the sunshine,
That fills my days with a glorious light,
Because in my heart, you have taken over.


I never knew you, yet felt that I did,
The way that you looked at me that first day,
Seemed full of mystery, and still I believe,
That like me, you recognised our pure connection.


Right in front of my eyes, you exploded in ways,
Even I cannot yet know, just how lucky I am.
Though my heart leapt with a strange memory,
Of time we had spent in each others arms.


Everyone must recognise their one true soul mate,
I guess that we are also aware of that fact.
So is that why you smiled so sweetly,
Because as I did, you remembered me too ?


I can hardly dare to leave you again,
Feeling as I do, so very relaxed and calm.
In paradise, I entered to your loving arms,
And now I remember the joy that you bring.


Love happens often, in a world like ours,
And yet sadly unaware are the sons of men,
To what this love can do when shared,
But you and I love, we know its real worth.


Letting it flow through, we realise its great power,
We become manifestations, of the peace of its light.
I realise now, its purpose, and with you, I would be,
Throwing love on the wind, to the ends of the Earth.


Earth needs us now, to be warriors to peace,
Calming the hatred and building with love.
So together we offer, a force for the good,
In your eyes dear lover, this message is understood.






x

Monday, October 18, 2010

Spanish eyes.


There is a rose in the Andalucian wilderness,
She goes by the name Senorita de los Angeles.
Her eyes are ever open, her smile so glorious,
She has put upon me, a spell so sweetly.


That lustrous raven hair, sings to me of loving,
Her lips are so ripe, just like soft fruit.
But most of all, I notice once more,
Just how deeply her eyes, they penetrate my core.


Her way is of gentleness, I imagine her touch,
Caressing each and every part, with a loving attention.
Oh heavens could I, be blessed forever,
To kiss her sultry lips, and live behind her eyes..



APPOLO GIRL



Catch me maiden, for I am falling,
You have yet to notice, but I am smitten.
Awaken in my soul, I feel a hole,
And you can fill me in, with your smile.


An energy surrounds you, as I can sense it,
Would you be mine, If I could ask it ?
A flicker of light has captured your eye,
I see you feel me, our worlds are colliding.


I want to tell you, how dizzy you make me,
And just what desires, have yet to hold you.
Could you allow me, to enter your grace ?
I begin to respond, a smile crosses your face.


Who says that reality, is a formal greeting,
In dimensions of love, our souls are meeting.
So what will matter, to you this evening,
If I am not holding, You and I still believing.


A cast of fate, a twist of luck,
How many days ago, were you dreaming of me.
And yet we came to this remote place,
Where your earthly presence, has lit up my face.


My darling stranger, with golden curly hair,
Could you open to me, that we become a pair.
And prove to all, the joy of love,
That rains upon us, from the heavens above.



Through the looking glass


Across the water beyond the crystal divide,
I see you sweet lady, can it be for me that you hide ?
The sun beating down, reminds me to say,
How hotly I feel now, you become my thought for the day.


A lustre for life, allows me to be,
Craving your close touch, the connection for you and for me.


And all that divides, the water, the glass,
Would not be a barrier, if you would show me my pass.
No-one would argue, your beauty be proof,
You hold yourself so prettily, you are almost aloof.


But I sense that, like me, you crave a true love,
Let me pass, golden maiden, and I`ll prove you that love.



CULDESAC

As you arrive, I see,
Your face drops, unexpectedly.
What did you really,
Hope to find here ?
Why were you so shocked,
To find nowhere to go ?

Before you came, at this time,
Hope of something spectacular,
Was in your minds eye.
And the reality of arriving,
Sold you a sorry blow.
The journey seemed wasted,
Nowhere more to go...

But have you really seen,
What brought you all here ?
And what was along the road,
The journey, was it clear ?
Lost somewhere the reason,
Just why you came this season...

For I have seen today,
My destination has been met.
Yet I will not be sad,
Nor will you hear me fret.

I travelled and saw,
The journey, as the reason.
The culdesac of life,
Did not commit me treason.!!!

SMOOTH WHITE PEBBLE





As I lay here upon life's sandy beach,
I see a pebble, smooth, timelessly, perfectly shaped.
What lines what curves, they tell me passion,
Was divinely manipulated in your loving creation.


As eons rolled on by, grace became formed in you,
From every aspect a clue, that you are not random.
Nor by chance persay, have you come to life,
In such vibrant reality, to lay before me here.



I fancy that soon, you will notice me too,
That my dreams reveal, your most secret facets.
And I can forever continue, to immerse in your glow,
Perfection of earthly form, catching my breath away...


WALKING YOU HOME


Such pride I feel and lifting of spirits,
When I was to be blessed, to be escorting you.
As we would pass along, the crowded square,
Through narrow, romantic lanes, the eyes would follow.


You caught the attention, of more folk than I,
And I was jealous, yet proud to be holding your arm.
Relaxed as always, you are not aware, seemingly at all,
Of the rousing attentions of many, noble and stout.


But I would see it all and wonder, just why I,
Had been so very lucky to be by your side now.
You surely, could have chosen from many, the kings,
But here you walk with me, and I still go on smiling.


Aware that you`d not noticed, just what a sight to be,
You were amongst the lowly and I, unaware your grace.


REPLICA


Here you are, as if new,
Once more I see you smile.
I wonder is it me you see ?
And are you really you ?


Before today, I´d ne`r believe,
I`d see your smiling face.
But as the lord be my witness,
Upon my hopes you`ve graced.


I surely know it is not you,
But one as fair besides.
And yet I longed so favourably,
That really it could be.


I miss you so, I hope you know,
Forever, I will hold this care.
Beyond the stars, the heavens too,
My love still holds for you !!!



TAPAS HEAVEN

As the coolness of evening,
Overtakes the searing day,
I come happily to relax,
In air conditioned BarÇa paradise.


An array of local delights,
Are decorating the bar,
In wonderful colours and palates,
Too much for simple folk.


But here I while away,
In pleasant Spanish atmosphere
The tapas and the alcohol,
Refresh my soul with joy.



POSSEIDON ADVENTURE.


Clear as the water flowing from the mouth,
The statuesque embodiment, speaks volumes to me now.
Demure as her natural beauty, falling upon my eye,
The secrets of my gazing reveal an harmonious beat.


With Neptune guarding, the watery deeps,
His trident held aloft, I spy a siren sweet.
She calls my name upon the summer breeze,
And my heart responds in time with her lure.


Such grace and poise, I see how every movement,
Pleases not only my eyes, but the world we know.
And in this refreshingly cool, aquatic garden place,
I cannot escape unscathed, from wanting you to notice me.



Love Unrequited


Emancipate me from desolation, if that be thy joy,
Pursue me and challenge all of mine own stain.
Carry me away oh angel, mercy me and show,
Just what becomes the blessing of thine heart.


Whence I rest upon hills, of the Carrions feasting,
Torn and bloodied, weeping, hoping upon your rescue.
I became lost in my time, fearing always the worst,
Still, you shine forever, saving my drowned soul.


Cometh my lover, become more than mere mist,
Avail me the courage to know how to live.
Fall in to the springtime, and let our love begin,
Be joyful, be valiant, in my heart reside....



WAY OF THE PEACEFUL WARRIOR


A stranger calls me, and I answer her,
Her voice carries hopes, upon the Sirocco winds.
Secret messages revealed only to me as I roam,
My quarry leaves her scent, I recognise it immediately.


Beautiful as the oasis, rising from the sands,
And as cooling now, the wind upon my face.
My heart beats steadily, perhaps a flutter or two,
In the sunset fading, comes my dusky siren.


Tired and weary, I rest upon soft linnen cushions,
Reclining ´neath starry skies, the battles won for today.
I know that tomorrow will bring fresh challenge,
And I will ready myself, relaxing in her charm.


As the dawn rouses, I stir from my slumber,
Aware that she has gone, my delight not waning.
For I remember clearly her softness, her warmth,
Guarding me protectively, from the night wolves.


With this passionate love, I set out once more,
To conquer the world, to bring about change.
Peacefully to wage war on the darkness of man,
And reinstate the hopes, that our future be bright.


For I am called to be the Peaceful Warrior,
And filling the world with love is my goal.
Don`t fear me brother, sister, for we are one.
Receive with open hearts as I, Her loving peace.



P.W.

Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Canas Y Tapas



Relaxed and very tranquil,
I while away the hours.
Reminiscent of Madrid,
And her lovely charm,
The melodies spin me down,
Into the Spanish rhythm.
Salsa, Flamenco and Bacalao,
We shimmy to the beat.

A staff so very friendly,
I cannot want for ought,
Giving service with a smile,
Without a second thought.
No rush to eat,
The mellowness to enjoy,
Is featured as the 'norm',
My mood becomes so high.

Thank you one and all,
For knowing what is right,
To make a perfect evening,
Bathing in a pleasant light,
I make known to everyone,
Just what a joy to have,
Come eat, come live,
The Spanish way to dine.





TRAVELLING COMPANIONS


As the time arrives,
To leave this sorry land,
I have aquired pleasantly,
An opportunity to share.

The travel plans hold firm,
Yet will include,
The company of Emma,
My 'wayward' little sister.

Have I to take care,
For her youthful bloom ?
I venture to say no,
As I will be only,

Guardian to her adventure,
And possibly a role model,
For the way, not to,
Do what is preached as rote.

My dear sister, learn,
Not for I but for love.
Be at peace with all,
Let the spirirt flow.

And manage your feelings,
Based not on fear,
But on the joy of living,
We are one, You and I.




EMMA. x x
( Let love guide you )

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

I MISS YOU SO MUCH

I MISS YOU SO MUCH

(Though haven't met you yet)


Days seem so long,
And sunsets roll on by,
Waiting for you Love,
To steal my heart.

Here we are walking,
Strolling along the river,
Hearing only heartbeats,
In the ripple of its' waters.

How long have I felt,
Lonely without you so close ?
Walking alone in silence,
As the masses throng by.

Delivering hope we share,
The hours, days, even weeks,
Of friendship, and of love,
Calling upon the spirit.

In every way we recount,
Just what love is about.
Many strive yet fail,
To accomplish and believe,
What we can know ourselves,
Each moment as we live.

Fear is our enemy,
For sure it kills hope,
That we will know,
Each and every last sensation.

Willing as a lamb,
We offer ourselves open,
To the chance to know,
How dreams could become.

Long lasting and infinite,
In the adventures we know,
And the knowledge of life,
Which could be replete.

Very strong laughter I hear,
You are in my eyes,
And I am in your heart
Love me tenderly now.

As if we had been,
Forever kith and kin,
A flavour lets us know,
The taste is of freedom.

We have known and lived,
Joy beyond the stars,
Ever realising our futures,
Bequeathed from angels' wings.

Come unto me now, lover,
One who knows my heart,
Share with me a flower,
In its' heart we live anew.

And forgive the wayward tendencies,
To fear at all,
Go on, go forth, believe,
I miss you everyday.

Even though the strict reality is,
That never have we ever,
Even met,
In the realm of the Absolute !!



Our eyes will shine as the sun, when we first realise each other. x

H

STAMFORD IN THE RAIN.



All the busying ants,
Scuttle into doorways.
The pavements,
Heaving but a few moments ago,
Now fast becoming sluices,
For the opening heavens.

Here and there,
The daring and the prepared,
Venture out to sodden feet,
And the market traders,
Struggle to cover their wares,
From the rain laden skies.

Everywhere, pools shimmering,
Thunder crashing, rain lashing.
And the world pauses,
But for a brief moment,
Until the torrents rise,
Once more in earnest.

Something odd happens,
To our worlds, I see,
When we are plunged,
Deep into the, cacophony !

Fear lives whilst hope dies,
For our ruptured reality.
And in this moment,
We forget, it's only rain !!




To Seville and beyond


Oh yes believe me,
I am so keen to begin.
The days seem too long,
Leading to my departure,
Yet I wait with patience,
Knowing my time is coming.

The dusty, romantic city,
That waits for me,
Will soon be in my eyes,
And I, in her heart.

With classical guitars,
Strumming a rousing tune,
And girls with raven hair,
Dancing 'til the dawn,
How can I ever be,
Sorry to leave myself there.

Still more passionate reasons,
May lie up ahead,
And I will be open,
To know when they call,
As will my adventure,
Into the greater unknowns.

The sun has a way,
Of capturing our attentions,
From the soul of the city,
With its' welcome,
Softening my resolves,
To rush through her gates,
In search of escape,
Where her mystery is lost.


POSITIVELY BOUYANT


Somehow, today, I am floating upon the clouds,
I wonder just how the mood has become lifted high.
Enjoying the ambience of my little, safe retreat.
Sipping, richly roasted coffee, and waiting for you here.

Like a tiny craft, bobbing in the swells,
I imagine our life, its ups and downs.
Lifting us up in love, and letting us fall,
In love too, with all of its rewarding ways.

Ship shape and Bristol fashion, everything is complimentary,
You and me Love, dedicated to being together.
Searching for friendship and the caring we share,
All we need now, is to finally meet !




3RD TIME LUCKY



Sitting here drinking and sharing a moment,
I conclude my privilege, to bathe in your eyes.
Furtive, yet openly seeking, answers to your inquiries.
Watching me, studying you, and being wonderfully relaxed.

This will be the third occasion we have met,
But the first one, we have actively chosen.
Is there meant to be, reason or rhyme to conclude ?
My own intuition says follow where the river flows.

Providence or destiny, who really knows why ?
Let us not care so, to explain what is now.
Just live in this joy, where everything is possible,
And where no future can delay our rewards.




TWO BITES AT THE CHERRY



Here we are again, smiling,
Laughing and joking.
Strange m
echanics are afoot,
Moving the wheels of love.
Seeing you here, no surprise,
I knew we would meet,
If not today, then soon,
Revealed, the plan from above.

Are you yet aware,
What joy that you give,
To each person you touch,
And also to me too ?
An ever present, spontaneous light,
Illuminating our world,
An affirmation of holiness,
Another angel, in my view.

So do not let fear,
Immobilize your great spirit,
Listen closely to your heart,
And intuition lead your way.
Be patient with your hopes,
And expansive with your dreams.
Live this present moment,
Carpe Diem--- Seize the day !!!




Wednesday, August 11, 2010

OWNING YOUR FEELINGS.



It is very brave that you have declared,
An openness to your truth, because it is time.
No-one would purposefully lay bare their secrets,
If they'd be chastised, criticized or left desolate.

But I admire the strength, which this action displays,
And I love you all the more for doing it.
I'm aware it is not easy, to be so frankly open,
So I am glad, hearing what you shared with me.

Even though I don't share, all the ways that you feel,
Doesn't mean I forget, just what virtues you have.
In fact I am sure, you have brightened my world,
By being just who you are, and letting me be,
Just me.....




WHY SHOULD I WANT ANYTHING ? ( from you)



I imagine, just for the cruel sport of it,
What you would feel, if I were to reject you.
How low could I get, upon hearing nothing at all,
Not knowing even, if you were still alive.

But I don't have to imagine too much, do I ?
The overwhelming truth is, that you cannot allow,
Me, to have answers to, the burning doubts I hold,
Nor the love I still hold, in my heart for you.

So, my first real love, that died with the fall,
That was crushed flat in the winter of my heart,
And was reborn sweetly, in an enduring dream,
Let me rest in peace, knowing that you, had it all !!





Monday, August 9, 2010

COINCIDENCE, YOU BET !!


So you were asking and here I am.
Did you realise at all, the workings of life ?
Delivering up solutions, if we could only see,
Just how timely arrived, are those answers now.

Before you had asked, I was on my way,
And likewise were you, waiting for the hour.
By chance, the universe does not work at all,
It disguises its help, adorned as synchronistic light.

In your heart, beating, do you not feel alive ?
Refreshed for the push, towards a new adventure ?
Honour your intuitive smile, and what it has beheld,
As will I dear friend, your hug so empowering.

Could it have been merely an odd timing ?
Or doesn't it appear more, like an angels touch ?
I for one have seen, the look of hope,
In eyes so clearly open, for change to come.

For being awake now, is the way to move on,
No councelling will mend, what you believe madness.
Within you ar
.e truths, yet to be beheld,
And the key to open, is in front of your eyes.

Allow the love of kindness, to show you the way,
Do not fear to tread on lands of exploration.
Be open, be truly bright, and believe in yourself,
For in doing this now, unimaginable blessings will flow.





GIVING IN TO TEMPTATION !


GIVING IN TO TEMPTATION !

The accusations arrive,
As my mind wanders.
Should I, shouldn't I ?
Relentless questions about my choices.
My heart says Yes, go on,
My head holds me back.
Always fighting my guilt,
Not knowing actually, why ?

Was I induced from birth,
To carry this dilemma ?
These patterns of indecision,
That could lead to sin.
What is this odd device,
That ridicules our nature,
And replaces it wholly,
With fear of our being ?

And when I finally fall,
Into one way of endeavour,
I doubt constantly the sanity,
Of a choice made in earnest.
God damn these voices,
The evil jury's accusatory eyes,
And my doubting desperation,
I will feel her wrath.

But as sweet as honey,
Is the taste of you,
Satisfying upon my tongue,
And my pulse races now.
Throwing caution to the wind,
And my conscience to the pyre,
Dreading, yet invigorated,
That I can love at all.

Wouldst that I overcome,
Latent fear of my failures.
Hounded by my dreams,
Yet to be fulfilled.
And here I can rest,
No sin do I feel,
For laying down with you,
And giving my heart.