Turn down the night
As the cars go racing
Settle to the inner sight
Again to walk the machair
Trip down the sand dunes
All at one with two once fair
Take a balance to the light
The clock of time is south facing
The fiddler fettles as well he might
Again to drive on as we dare
Pulled by tractor through golden rills
All at one with two to care
Stroke the glass ball, here your plight
The mirage of worlds are pacing
Life unfolds at the reasons for the flight
A Poem from Outline Sketches and Vague Reasoning - Love Within a Drifting Mind available from Booktango by cliking anywhere on this text
Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation, or smiling, or watching the world go by
Sunday, 11 November 2012
Saturday, 10 November 2012
Dunes
Low slung moon
Slow sung tune
Palms with shadows for branches
A Poem from Outline Sketches and Vague Reasoning - Love Within a Drifting Mind available from Booktango by cliking anywhere on this text
Slow sung tune
Palms with shadows for branches
A Poem from Outline Sketches and Vague Reasoning - Love Within a Drifting Mind available from Booktango by cliking anywhere on this text
Friday, 9 November 2012
Station
Propulsion
We are all propelled
This way and that
That way and this
A Poem from Outline Sketches and Vague Reasoning - Love Within a Drifting Mind available from Booktango by cliking anywhere on this text
Thursday, 8 November 2012
That Afternoon
My hand on her firm tummy
Her skin suntanned and warm
Our child lively in her belly
One day of love forever frozen
A Poem from Outline Sketches and Vague Reasoning - Love Within a Drifting Mind available from Booktango by cliking anywhere on this text
Her skin suntanned and warm
Our child lively in her belly
One day of love forever frozen
A Poem from Outline Sketches and Vague Reasoning - Love Within a Drifting Mind available from Booktango by cliking anywhere on this text
Wednesday, 7 November 2012
Interruption
The sun is warm on my face
Although my feet say day is a recorded dawning
I browse the many images and words
Love is ever a blessing
The telephone rings
An urgent message
Regarding my payment
Protection insurance
The sun is warm in my voice
Although the shock of her prerecorded warning
Was colder than bare skin in darkness
Silence is ever a blessing
A Poem from Outline Sketches and Vague Reasoning - Love Within a Drifting Mind available from Booktango by cliking anywhere on this text
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