Winter Coat

There’s an old woman in a winter coatA coat that has known the coldShe wears her scarf up highAgainst the coming frost foretoldWoollen gloves that have seen better daysAnd boots that are perhaps too old But walking the country pathsWith greying hair set freeShe cares nothing of what others thinkPreferring just to beThe person that … Continue reading Winter Coat

In The Eye

If you were to look God in the eye,Could you hold that gaze for long?Even for a moment?Find your smile to wearAnd pretend not to feel brazen?In a wild momentWould you dare to ask the questionThat steals your sleeping hours?The question you ask as ‘Why’?Adorned in tones of accusationFire smouldering in your eyesBearing testimony to … Continue reading In The Eye

Memories

Memories are not what they use to beAnd is that good Or is that bad?Because I don’t remember things quite the sameAs others who repeat the tale,The memory was once a clothPatterned in a certain wayBut time the magician has played a gameAnd embroidered patterns of intrigue.So our histories have a different viewWhere I remember … Continue reading Memories

To The Woods

Come to the woods with meCome amongst the trees,The wild branches in passion with the windHeaving and thrustingEcstaticHeaving,And we will be lovers by proxyAs we sit and feel the energyThe raw power of ancient woodBent in nature’s embraceAs trees bend and stretch,Groaning,Gasping,Yes, yes,Our skin will tingle Wind whippedAnd we will share the momentThe climax,Then the … Continue reading To The Woods

Last Day

Some days do not stick Choosing to slide right byAnd time so valuableIs lost in a haze of regretFor what is of valueIf not timeSo fundamental to all our endeavours.I asked,Some said moneySome said friendsSome said peaceSo I answered “But all need time”Time to makeTime to beTime to appreciateAnd once spent it cannot be regainedUnlike … Continue reading Last Day

Given

I choose you And bid you Come away with meSo our hearts may become as oneAnd our days will run togetherWe will be indistinguishable As when rivers mergeThey will not tell us apart.You will take all of meThe best and alas the worstIt will be yoursTo do with as you pleaseAnd I will be better … Continue reading Given

The Candle

Flickering flamePulsing,Sputtering lifeAnd dancingAlways dancing,Bent by breeze,Reaching upTo cast shadowsOversizedThere and goneAnd back,As flame flaresSpits from waxReceding Shadows fallDwindle,As dance declinesLight retreatsBreath is heldThen releasedWith luminosity renewedSo fragileSo persistentSo,Mesmerising? Will the flameOutlive the candle?

The Moment

I didn’t understand a word you saidBut I really liked the way you said itYou purred Eyes flashing and dancing with intrigueAnd that smile like fresh poured honeyMade the words so incidentalYou didn’t need then any more I’m not sure quite what you did”What just happened” was all I thoughtI couldn’t comprehendCouldn’t collect my thoughtsHad … Continue reading The Moment

God In The Rain Without An Umbrella

Pirouetting and shimmying God moved through the rainWith a smile and a small laughAnd a sound like delight“I made this, I made thisIt’s was all down to me.It soaks to the skinI’m so full of joy”There’s an experience to be hadFor those who dance in the rainWho realise the blessingGet soaked to the skinForsake their … Continue reading God In The Rain Without An Umbrella

There Were Lies

They were liesThey were liesAnd there were liesBut they said it was the truthAnd they believed it was the truthSo maybe it was the truthWhilst remaining a lieYou seeing the world from your eyesWhilst I see it from mineSo much experience Preceding our beliefs Reenforcing our beliefsOur definitions of all that has happened So we … Continue reading There Were Lies

Issac

When Abraham raised his hand to strikeWhat terror filled Isaac’s heartThe knife would be plunged with all Abe’s mightBut the patriarch knew he’d cause God’s delightAnd nothing mattered more Have you seen a child eyes wide with fearHave you heard the laboured breathThe form of that first innocent tearThe role of protector becoming quite unclearStrange … Continue reading Issac

Thought

There’s an original thought out there It’s mine It’s not yoursIt’s out amongst the stars And on the breezeIt whisper in the trees with the leaves sing alongSo leave it alone becauseIt’s not yours to have It took more years than you’ve known To bring it to lifeMore experience than you’ve gained To breath in … Continue reading Thought

Been Reading

Been a few weeks since I wrote to you a letter about a book Pogue, but I have been reading. It’s a particular time of year in England. November, the leaves are vacating the trees, the air has a chill in the morning and we remember. We’ve just passed by Remembrance Sunday. We’ve worn our … Continue reading Been Reading