Notes X

Why do we accept at base What is shown to us in lies Is it because whilst on the screen It’s right before our eyes Are we so shallow not to ask If what we see is true Would we prefer to leave slow thought To someone more like ‘you’

Like a leaf

The window blows and knocks the dream Well past full-bright distinction And wallows in the afternoon Perusing fact or fiction She rises up and like a leaf Floats the breeze beyond her And nestles in the creviced seam Of triumph over yonder

Refinement

A whistle blows – silence grows Alerted to a warning Like iridescence in the sky One lustrous summer morning   Darting from the here and now The future’s in alignment To my cloud – I float – I fly A life’s divine refinement

Fear

And what’s to be said When dastardly Hell is done And the road once walked Has since been run   From the sea to the valley Oh may it be clear That the hike to the mountaintop Will e’er shed one’s fear

A scene

 Time raced past midday to afternoon light and saw a glint in the sun on the field in the farm   Smile dropped in - Joy came  to stay and the dog said  will anyone throw a ball  and come play