Fly

1574r-21604In my dreams I can fly.
In my dreams I’m in the sky.
I don’t need any magician things
for in my dreams
I’m given wings.

Daydreams see me wide awake
…yet dreaming

Sleeping in my memories.

I am the spirit having flown
who loves the feel of flight
and delights in being
as light as the air upon
which I breathe
…and soar.

Who could ask for more
as I preen and smooth these
wings of love
loving every single moment

…that, caress of
feathered down in
my beak as I lift
and tease

sift them into perfect place.
then, satisfied

open them wide

Take off, finding instant
peace and freedom as I
soar up high above the
clouds of my discontent
then, settle down to glide
up there in the wide
blue yonder.

Still wonder why I love it?

Come with me

find freedom in
that sky

Close your eyes
and

simply….

Fly

~*~
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The Living Chain

imageIn you, there is
no sin.

You are as much a part
of this universe as I.
So…

Do not weep at your
falling precious ones.
Your beauty will never
be lost, as lovers weep
their heartfelt tears
they water you in
drops of eternal
passion.

Men tell tales that
sing praises of the
powers you hold, as
women swoon at the
sight of your beauty
to behold.

Such delicate little
petals
but yet…
So important in lifes
living chain

for…

If you had never existed
the future would be
forever changed.

~*~

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Until the last Breath

swordPeople want peace

pacifism

but to reach that
(I feel)
there will first be
a global cleansing.

I close my eyes
ask to be shown the way
resolve to solve my troubles
beginning with those
deep inside my mind.

Organised religion is
merely crowd control
the only true way is
spiritual.

Silent,
I vow to fight for the right
(aware of those invisible ties
which bind humanity)

to take up the sword of justice
for the greater good.

You fill me with courage
and strength
You, know that all my life
is all my love and,
regardless of the consequences

the fight for the
goodness in my soul and
seeking the goodness in others
will continue
until the last breath.

~*~

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Hero

imagesStrands of light
under a door
slips of hope
stream through in rays

sleek, silent
teardrops from the sun.

Would you give your life
like a hero
to save hers

(gladly)

Sunrise,
sunset

Poets and warriors
dare
to risk it all

for a look
a smile
a touch

which brings them in
from the wilderness
or, from being buried
deep among the ruins

of living life
without passion.

~*~

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This Moment

Golden SandsTurn away
but you’ll still have
all you need to look
life in the eye.

No matter how sad
no matter the sorrow

Faith will always
see me believe
it was enough
to know

and

breathe aloud to
cover the long silence

of

this moment
fallen out of time.

~*~

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Life Force

RivermoonFree.

Like me.

The river lives and breathes
again, free of winters freeze.
It’s steady rhythm, the
beating of a heart in
time with mine.

Soothing

moving me along in its
harmony of song.

Rise and fall with the tide.
I too fall and rise, for
the river runs as deep
as the deepest
parts of me

Sets my soul free to
come and go as it glides
in that timeless
liquid flow.

It sees me aim as high as
I can fly on peaceful wings
beneath a moonlit sky as
our dear Lady Luna presents
a host of diamonds in
dazzling display to
shimmer across the river
and…

My mood.

True jewels of the night
which gleam for my delight
or anyone who cares to
share the dream.

…Yes

The river once again
runs free

…and

its life force
flows in
Me

~*~

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Revealing

It’s raining
but I’ll never curse
its touch

Time plucks
a memory from
the tender bed
where it had lain
sleeping

…forgotten.

Maybe it was
too far to go
too much to bear
too much to lose

to cross an ocean
when
a letter is
a bridge of thought
over water as soft
as this to float
a memory of
spiritual connection.

In love or friendship
the depth of what
matters most

is in revealing the
beauty of a soul.

~*~

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Passion

imageToday they fight
to fly

Wind blows wild
(a bit like my mood)
white horses gather a pace
as I too race against
the tide

and last night raged
against the moon
under a starless sky.

Sometimes I wonder

but,

the story remains
the same.

My soul sifts through
superficial anger
knowing you bought out
the best in me

there is no blame
and I resolve to always
remember

Nothing is ever lost
to passion.

~*~

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Different day. Different moods. Watching the waves whipped up into white foam from high winds. It all seemed angry, just moods….

The way of love

stepsWords flow
in never ending stream
and music plays.

The silent scream
forgotten now
as time eases pain
’til only breath
remains.

Wind whistles a symphony
casting perfect shadows
on the darkest bend.

There is only one way

emptiness fed on a
slip of hope
light as the feather I caught
in its moment of fall

I breathe in a wish
where a promise of forever
touched my soul
with magic and mystery

There is only one way
(you said)

The way of Love

~*~

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Life’s Prize

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Rain, rain, rain
falling on my mood

hits the roof
I sit in
filling me with…

Something
missing

Is that hope I see
on the other side
shifting the misery
and gloom.

A loan gull floats
upon wild waves
amid white horses
galloping a pace

the water too
as restless
tosses, rolls
releases him once
again to swim.

I shiver like
the tree limbs do
still awaiting the cloaks
to hide their naked
winter sleep.

and I…

I hold this time within
and count it as
life’s prize.

~*~

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Until the end of time

image2In public domain
a beautiful muli-faceted crystal ball
shines its mesmerizing rays
across the length
of my days.

Her strange love
still delivers me

the key to her temple
still beating deep within

…and

what you may never know
is in encoded,
the prophecy written for
its taking.

Her lasting legacy

a journey home to self

until the end of
time.
~*~

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Blue Moon

BluemoonI weep my silent tears that
no-one ever hears
nor knows occur
except for her….

My darling, lady moon.

She knows my secret sorrows
in all of my tomorrows
yet, never betrays those secrets
already told.

She’s big, she’s bright, she’s bold
and daring but yet, delicate and
oft times softly pale
caring only for her moon-child
minds well-being.

I tell her everything and
she sits there listening
never condemns
nor apportions blame
as she shines up above
on this one, she so loves.

I speak to her in whispers
of dreams that never came true
of years of silent waiting
for someone such as you
(my mate in soul)
who found me
but cannot be with me
much less share my life.

So, my lady moon
I turn to you once more
weep these silent tears
for the one that I adore
pour out this sorrow
from my aching heart
knowing that those
milken drops of mine
will reach the safety of your
Blue-moon hue
and that my secret sadness
is forever safe with you.

~*~
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I wrote this back in 2000. Thought I’d publish again

Pure Thought

phoenix1Shake off yesterday
rake through its ashes
and use them to fertilise
tomorrows dreams.

The undying flame

disjointed

distorted

Never extinguished.

A friend said:
‘She killed you’

Yes,

maybe she killed me

but,

love doesn’t quit.

Drums kept the rhythm
of my heartbeat steady
as her arrows continued
to pierce the skin.

Love is
in the waves continual roll
and, clouds have stolen my thunder
for their own nefarious
need.

There’s great power in surrender.

Submitting all will
to the higher ‘One’

 gaining back in return

Pure Thought.
~*~

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This is just some jumbled thoughts on someone who drained me, emotionally. I gave too much of myself to in so many ways but was never given loyalty or, even honesty in return. But, we always tend to rise out of negativity.

Light

Doveblue

People pass
enjoy blue sky

soft, sensual

my soul still weeps
for you, for me
for history

but,

Time can’t erase
the promise of
eternity.

Birds take to flight

…glide
smooth

like my hands upon your skin
set yours to shivering.

The veil into beyond

transparent

allows light to seep within
seeking the darkest corners
where you hid
among my suffering

but…

You gave such gifts
and never truly knew
grief too, is one

and,

Without the dark
we’d have no need of light

~*~

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A Painful Bliss

writing2The page was blank
but, it began with words
a song, a smile
music, laughter shared.

A glance, a dance
two hearts afraid
take another
chance.

Life had bought us
to our knees where
we prayed
You, in your way
me, in mine.

Battles fought, lost and won

A touch, a kiss,
hurts undone.

Path then taken
to the greatest love
twin souls caressed
each others tears
and all of fear
soon fled.

A beginning
a middle
right through to the end.

Such painful bliss.

~*~
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