wild konic horses in kent

wild konic horses in kent

twigs snap beneath our feet
spiralling shivers through frost laden air
echoing in fields where dormice lay
scaring a black as death crow
at an early morning feast
the haunting sound of stillness
hangs tortuously up to the horizon
as the greyness drains away
and there before us stand the horses
stalwart and statuesque
as if frozen for aeons
the oldest instrument of man
dappled greys and browns
adorning manes now tinged with
the reds and golds of erupting sun
glistening coats steaming
breathing, unmoving
silent power
heads hung
patient and serene

cause and effect

cause and effect

whirling dervish of time transpired
unhinging the melodies of our mind
we see the buildings fall
and think we know it’s origin
tracing back through some convenient line
we establish a myth on which we dine
and yet we instinctively know
that the arrow which pierced our heart
was made of pine from a far flung land
which was felled by our axes
donated in benevolence
to aid the poor in their defence
we do indeed choose our fate
from the myriad available
but somewhere in the distant past
the wandering waves of influence
washed over all and sundry
wearing the inevitable lines
which intersect
which come to be
our cause effect

restraint, truth progress ......

restraint

wisdom may come
in setting the birds free
but realisation dawns
restrained or otherwise

truth

beware the fool
carrying water in a sieve.
he may fall upon a truth
and be exalted

half an apple

worlds within worlds
can be seen
green and clean
within the symmetry

and new life seeds
unless we hunger

a snowflake, a snowman, a pool of water

a rock crumbles
when struck,
a dog will bite
or cower in fear

the beauty of a snowflake
the charm of a snowman
a pool of water

attachment

take no pride in ownership
do not fear poverty
cast aside possession
for in the end there is no you
and you belong to them

broken glass

the images of forgotten dreams
lay trampled underfoot.
I stop looking around
and arrive at the top of the mountain

inevitability

moon shine
calls my name
grips my heart
and my hands
turn to ice

stillness

shadows blow gently
through the trees
and the wind
calms the stillness
of my mind

progress

life passes by and
falls into a ditch

sitting at the cliff edge
illusion passes by

and strangely starts a rift
carrying us to places unknown
with little but the surety
that through all we have grown

and the stream meanders on
taking us this way and that
through cracks and crevices
it takes us there

and as it takes me there
i feel stripped bare
of ego and trappings

what i didnt know
was yet to show
and humility is set to
'right size'

push and pull

push and pull

innate desires
longing for release
hungry for the selfless
push and pull of love

seeking fulfilment
for a beginning
that gives credence
to swirling emotions

trapped in the never ending
hollow whirl of life
for an end
that validates belief

removing a web of tangled isolation
unveiling new meaning
burning tears of solitude
replaced with hot tears of joy

patterns of harmony

patterns of harmony

sometimes
when I am alone
reflections of love
shine from an empty mirror
of time and trust
from the thoughts
winging over the miles
the glint of hope
is always there
for no man lives
in isolation
and the slow
steadfastness
of eternity
reaches out its tendrils
nurtured and nurturing
mere shadows
casting light
where they fall
in never ending
patterns of harmony

love and respect

love and respect

a foggy morning
driving on through.
the road stretching out
into the misty horizons
of unseen possibilities.

on either side
life hovers into view.
distorted, twisted shapes
morphing into our senses
snapping at 1/1000 second.

and then we arrive
dispersing tendrils of miasma.
shafts of humanity breaking through.
hands of friendship
materialise from their manger.

we hazard at the source
with our beliefs pinned down
justified with tradition and common sense.
and we realise, this is how
it should be
it could be

it’s hard to hate when you
stop and gaze
begin to see
each is a little like
you and me.

love and respect
for now
and all ways
wherever, whenever, whoever

earth dream

earth dream

she lay,
a glimpse of heaven
warm on my side
in the shade of remembrance
of the drive through
a long, lonely road
a switchback of reality
through foreboding crags
zipped by
the cold shadows
of vacuous living.

who could have known?
only the guardian of hope
carried deep inside
balancing the insanity
of a transient tumultuous world.
an honest spirit,
quick to show
tender words
with a warming glow.
the laugh of an angel
singing hosannas

the last remnants
of bygone ages
reach out
beyond the horizon
through the trees and valleys
the wind grazes my face
now soft and sweet
the bite of former times
swallowed in our afterglow
as we lay flesh to flesh
encountering happiness
like curious kittens.

and you look up.
I delight in your smile.
your eyes flutter.
and the petals of
a dream fulfilled on earth
pass between us.