Swim an ocean

A wonderful human with so much to give

friendly face finds a reason to live

helpful and kind to the very core

inspirational gift, what others go there for

if they were half of what she is today

they’d sleep through winter 

then wake up in may

Dream

I dream of a Tesla; diamonds and pearls

holding of love with clothing furled

to be a king with the power to kill

or choose to live without the thrill

I dream of a day when slaves are free

live in a hut cut from a tree

thousands in a hive as little bees

not a worry so long as we are free

don’t be afraid of the knock at your door 

open it up to give them what for

don’t get up to be a bore

Jump out of bed, shout out …….. I’m fucked! 

to the Core! 

Deep in Passion

Thy heart festers for her to be my bride

A testimony of thou sour lives in one

We devour everything that ist’ good

Rain doth not wash away the stench

There is beauty in the tears of love

Wicked are the ways to steal a mind

Crying tears from a bleeding heart

Gathering imagination in a crystal vase

Beautifully capturing all in a maze - meant

Keeping the love that has not been sent

A soft prayer to answer secret dreams

Let us entwine in a passionate embrace

surely we need not open anymore wine

Can we not lay together to feast? one more time.

The Discovery

The need to forgive the child in me, cast

trouble and blame, the reason I was last

my struggle with Kak-handed ways

non-ability to learn and play; in a band

feckless or thick, people would say

unable to join in a team to play

thought; no one wanted me in, every day 

low in esteem, useless though keen

never realising what could have been

having inner intellect 

openly stupid; what others saw

under a cloud of dark misty swirls of war

no one likes a boy; quiet and meak 

softly gentle, who appears very weak

yet, an internal strength, that could not speak

wishing to be dead for so many years

a thousand hurts with too many tears

yet, many reasons to happily cheer

children for one, grandchildren too

a wish to unravel a mind to chew

concoction of worries in a blended stew

it’s a little too late, discovery is found

a confident twit, whose mind is not sound

have to keep going with feet on the ground

cannot promise much but to be around

until a cure comes late, yet somehow found 

Peace; for a moment!

I saw the flowers, the wonderous fields

I saw the rabbits enjoying their meals

there sat an owl in a high up branch 

so serene while I ate my lunch

Twas’ ten minutes of an unexpected day 

peace and quiet in a the countryside way

I lay on the grass, no reason or rhyme why

a touch of amazement as I followed the sky

I hadn’t  known peace like that ten minutes before

listening to twittering of the sparrows guffaw 

a warm sun shone, down on my soul

I wished the ground would open and swallow me whole

To be eternal in this scene of tranquillity 

somehow advanced myself in one’s ability

walk away now, then all has gone

yet, the memory of that moment lingers on.

Echoes

Moving forward intricately into the future 

Tho’ a cut in history cannot be repaired; with a suture

venture there, where the slice lay deep

a bleeding wound is a secret at keep

Once bitten, twice shy, the third time is death not died

gasping for air, sorrowfully Weak

a pathetic man that could not speak

Internally screaming for help; spiritedly bleak

Echoes of the past repeat, repeat, repeat.

Could I fly away

I awoken with a free day to see

relaxed, then ate breakfast; was required by me

buttered grilled Kippers, crusty bread on the side

sat to think of pretty words that almost rhymed 

I could not feel the peculiar changing of the tone

the frightened thought of me there, sitting all alone

in that moment life began to change, forever

I thought we would spend our life being together

I drove to the beachy head, climbed on the rocks

the moment arrived for me to, fly like a kite

arms spread out wide, upward push into the night 

it was then that I felt the fright, that I just, might

crash landing face down as my body hit the ground 

a bloody nose and an anxious frown

the realisation that after a ten foot dive -

- I would still be around.