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
A scene
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More than myself
Can I create more than myself And if I can, must I? Is livelihood (like solitude) About to pass me by? At times we associate With a view - a sight to see A sense of fatal curfew – Of our own mortality Can I build a house to share – Must I share it … Continue reading More than myself
But a second
Absence of a tryst to love Does not abandon thee From amorous encounters In a world of make-believe Absence of a single thought Wants not a lesser being Yet, in time one cannot become What one cannot see For sight to some means knowledge Powered by the mind If one be blind, does it decry … Continue reading But a second
The Hand
I stood beside the hand I held And saw it tell a story It spoke of years when time was young And the years in sun and glory It stroked my hair, and with a twist Touched my elbow then my shoulder Romance became companionship As the two of us grew older Sometimes I thought … Continue reading The Hand
The birds that chirp before flying
The sun and the moon And the stars and the sky The laughter that bursts In the birds that chirp before flying The water that brings A saviour to life After looking down At the flowers now blooming The essence, the ingress Seeps through the room’s open window The day sees the sun Shining brightly … Continue reading The birds that chirp before flying
I think of thought…
What do I think of thought Or can I only feel A touch as tender as the breeze Or hard as bovine – ‘fore the veal What do I think of thought What does she think of me As hard to the touch as a scab Or soft and supple Alike thee Bereft of kindness … Continue reading I think of thought…
Travails with a conscience
It came from far away And nestled nearer home All the while beside me From birth to when I’d grown My travails with a conscience lay Still active – I had known It came from far away – Perched by my very own And every time I saw her She looked peaceful – Like the … Continue reading Travails with a conscience
Camellia
He walked amongst the many and came across the one – the one who made him feel like he was walking on a cloud. Wearing Leopard-spotted ‘happy shoes’ she was a slim little thing, five foot six at most, wearing black, skin-tight yoga pants that hugged her legs, and a silky beige shirt hanging out over her … Continue reading Camellia
Cosmofunnel V – thoughts
What is it they say? It never rains in Southern California? Well, I'm here to tell you the same's true of the Gold Coast, on the south-east coast of Queensland. They say it's beautiful one day, perfect the next. I think it's just bone-dry Except that the farmers end up in drought as 80% of … Continue reading Cosmofunnel V – thoughts
Cosmofunnel IV – an ode to love
Well, my life as a Copy-writer has recently begun and has provided me with a positive attitude. Not that I didn't have a positive attitude already, just that this copy-writing caper has energised my free-thinking and directed me to thoughts of love. Ahhh, love. Now there's a topic we all, well...love. So here's an ode … Continue reading Cosmofunnel IV – an ode to love
sensualism 