I came to be the man I was before I became me And wandered through the time of yore one called one’s destiny I washed away those earthly thoughts and left them where they lay And walked along the greener path with no time to left to stray I sensed a smell in garden’s bloom … Continue reading ‘I’
I happened on a stranger With a smile that said friend And struck up a conversation Mixed with laughter and no end Her face was warm and glowing Like the sun on sparkling sea No sense of grief or sorrow Only merriment and glee I had nothing to give her But simple innocence aglow As … Continue reading I happened on a stranger
Whilst standing on the promenade a pod of toothed whales is seen on the beach – elsewhere a dam is giving birth to a foal The mortal mind within man shouts aloud from the pier preying to Him for an eternal soul The croc feeds on cattle the hippo capsizes a boat – there’s surprise … Continue reading Our own fascination
He strolled down from the office On a day of mixed emotions Walking under raindrops He made a dash for undercover He saw a bookshop open It was busy with perusers So he walked in … Continue reading Camellia II
Gratitude
It happened. I'd heard people talk about it, in writing groups and elsewhere, but had never felt the emotion that overtakes when it happens to you. The other day, a friend of mine rang me up and said; "Guess what? Your book isn't in the book-store." "Of course not," I replied. Patience, dear friend, patience. … Continue reading My first time
‘No vacancy’, her sign said As I strolled by a second time ‘Why?’ I wondered. Was her mind closed to adventure? Or just closed? I’d seen her in happier times When her and I were one ‘I love you’, her lips said I smiled, looked into her eyes And held her hand. Happier times than … Continue reading No vacancy
Fallen from the table Devoured in an instant Opportune, she lives for here and now Like smile on an infant Found amongst the grass Eaten – pure instinct The lips, the sense of smell inspect What to us is non-existent She lives her life from down below We live ours from up above … Continue reading Best friend
The river rows the oarsman Like the mountain moves the climb The sunrise heats the day Like the lectern stands and cries; I stand before you all, beholden To convey, what promised, I doth say Deliverance be sent ahead of time And the sunshine rules the waves The lake lends its ears to … Continue reading The clarion call
sensualism 