Don’t turn on the radio
Don’t watch the television
Listen to your own thoughts
Follow your inner vision
Tune into the silence
Meditate with calm
Contemplate your own thoughts
Stretch your unsteady arm
Be thankful for the moment
Take in a deeper breath
Silence is your answer
A welcome of such light caress
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
Wednesday 14 November 2018
Tuesday 13 November 2018
One Time Moreover
All of those early mornings
Sunlight through open-windows
Warm rays against the shutters
Fresh breeze, golden thoughts
To stand, to be
To stand, to be
All of those early mornings
Frost for the taming thrush
Mist on the distant bush
Cold warmth, golden thoughts
To stand, to be
To stand, to be
Sunlight through open-windows
Warm rays against the shutters
Fresh breeze, golden thoughts
To stand, to be
To stand, to be
All of those early mornings
Frost for the taming thrush
Mist on the distant bush
Cold warmth, golden thoughts
To stand, to be
To stand, to be
Monday 12 November 2018
Repetitive
I have given up
Times many before
I have shaved to the core
Only to find me wanting
I have left the cup
Once again too often
I have tried to cut loose, to soften
Only to find me wanting
I have edged the stirrup
From the breached harness
I have thus blunted the sharpness
Only to find me wanting
Times many before
I have shaved to the core
Only to find me wanting
I have left the cup
Once again too often
I have tried to cut loose, to soften
Only to find me wanting
I have edged the stirrup
From the breached harness
I have thus blunted the sharpness
Only to find me wanting
Sunday 11 November 2018
Diktat Definition
In that empty place
Of built up frustration
In that barren space
Outwith of knowing how
On that rock face
Almost of desperation
On that crippling chase
Outwith of knowing how
With that last race
Caught up in complication
Returning then to base
Outwith of knowing how
Of built up frustration
In that barren space
Outwith of knowing how
On that rock face
Almost of desperation
On that crippling chase
Outwith of knowing how
With that last race
Caught up in complication
Returning then to base
Outwith of knowing how
Saturday 10 November 2018
Prep
No reason to undo the buttons
No cause to unzip the flies
Except the change of weather
Leads to bodies laid
Expectantly, close there besides
No need to kiss the nubile lips
Don’t close the servile eyes
Except that this balmy weather
Carries summer’s sexy surprise
No desire to read your mind
No denials to deny your cries
Exploit the fair fair weather
With the sexuality
Of those heavily loaded sighs
No cause to unzip the flies
Except the change of weather
Leads to bodies laid
Expectantly, close there besides
No need to kiss the nubile lips
Don’t close the servile eyes
Except that this balmy weather
Carries summer’s sexy surprise
No desire to read your mind
No denials to deny your cries
Exploit the fair fair weather
With the sexuality
Of those heavily loaded sighs
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