On The Beach

All alone with a pebble with a stone
With a cobweb in my head
Throw the stone skim the pebble
Don't you be led by the cobwebs in your head

Morning to afternoon to evening to night
With a rattle-bag for a mind
Dance in the morning kiss in the night
Don't you be unkind to your rattle-bag of a mind

All alone except for one other one other one
With such thoughts of love
Hold onto one other hold one other one
For all above carries such thoughts of love

Light to dark to peace to calm
With a nod to contemplation
Settle into the light edge into the calm
For all in love are due a time for contemplation

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Dusted Reflection

I know that you know that I know
That they are only flowers in a vase
Reflected in the dusty glass
Of the wood-burner

You know that I know that you know
That we don't light fires in April
Although it Sometime Snows in April
If you remember from the song or the film

Here now laying on the Axminster & Wilton
To take the matching photograph
I am limited then limited again
By what little my eyes see

We know you and I we know don't we
That there is more to this scene
Than flowers (carnations) in a vase
Reflected in glass which needs cleaning

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Window Light

Smoke from the chimney
Blossom in the breeze
Three thousand plus mornings
Sometimes light sometimes dark
And sometimes like today with sunlight
The blue sky the fluffy white clouds
The treetops swirling and dancing

And footsteps on the floorboards
Of the bedrooms up above
And the sharp shadows caused
By sunbeams calling yes calling out
For the summer of love
To see again the days of Purple Rain
To hear again the doves
To listen When Doves Cry

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I Go There

I go there to go there
I go there to shake and to shiver
I go there to become emotional
I go there to ask the tears to flow

I go there alone
I go there to meet you
I go there to take you with me
I go there so as not to be alone

I go there to let the music move me
I go there for nature's beauty to breathe over me
I go there into the darkness into the light
I go there into the silence into the rumblings

I go there with my eyes wide open
I go there with my eyes firmly closed
I go there with my heart heavily beating
I go there knowing that nobody knows

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Recital III

I am what I am
Not what I often say I am
You can hear it in the timbre shaking

I can do what I can do
Not what I sometimes say I can
You can hear it in the words wobbling

I go on in the search of self
Not what I maybe care to call myself
You can see that in the superficiality

I don't go where I ought to go
Not where I somehow feel I ought to go
You can see it in the conceit of self-deceit

I want you to know
Your kind words helped me to more than know
I am what I am

I just need
To find the way of the certainty
To discover how to show it

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