I’m floating where the sun shines cold clinging to a face; on pale breeze comes a song of old, echoing through this lonely space. It draws me round to darkness but caresses with such love the stars seem hung in brightness calling light and fire above. Now nothing sensed is quite at ease beneath my…… Continue reading Journey’s End
When my mind smiles it wafts like a cloudy day- scudding charcoal and light puffing grey splotches across a brilliant blue sky. Endless light and clarity, tempered by such soft patches of gentle in-distinction. On darker days the pressure builds and storm clouds loom, ominous and foreboding of what is to come- first rumblings of deepest…… Continue reading My mind like a weather system
My third eye- bursts out of my head like a maniac. Like some hideous jack-in-the-box, garishly made-up, wearing jingling bells, an inanely coloured costume and a Red gash for a smile. It bursts out of it’s box with irritating aplomb and absolutely no warning, to shatter my tentative reality and send my reason soaring into…… Continue reading My third eye
A bursting feeling in my chest the widest smile as I say yes, the tragic pull each time he leaves, admiring my heart upon my sleeve. A tempest raging somewhere deep the strongest vow I want to keep, a connection worked upon and kept; elevated self and breath. A constant light which keeps me safe…… Continue reading 1, 2 – Love
Pick up the pace- keep moving and stop listening. Where will this lead, you cannot know, only embrace the constant ebb and flow of life.
Big dog, voice in my head which refuses to stop panting. Like some oversized mutt which needs the barrel of a gun in it’s mouth. I generally resist such violence, especially to apparently harmless animals, but this dog has a leering grin and a lolling tongue and breath which makes my skin crawl. It’s skin…… Continue reading How to kill the voice in my head (1)
Love springs, somewhere. And then flows onward’s in it’s lazy, meandering track across the ground of all things. It moves at the deepest levels, and most things yield to it, especially when it is strong like flood water- everything gets swept away. Love flows this way, and it destroys this way. It creates new currents,…… Continue reading Love- the biggest word (2)