Poetry

It had been raining all morning We had stayed indoors Tapping away on keyboards Responding to calls on our time Getting Cabin Fever In the afternoon, the rain eased Under heavy cloud cover We couldn’t bear to stay inside A

To differentiate is not to define! They put the cart before the horse So that the poor thing got stuck in a rut Those argumentative back-projectors Newton and Liebniz Whose deepest desire Was to come first Like Adam before Eve

There comes a time When one has to admit That all one has worked for Lies in ruins Empty buildings Unfit for purpose Where once liveliness flourished In hopeful prospect But now shell-shocked and suffocated Drifts aimlessly Going through the

A craggy finger pointing out Into cold café-au-lait sea Bears, upon finer inspection A profusion of shades of green Nestling within hollows in eroded limestone Trampled over by many feet Belonging to people unaware of that they’re missing With heads

‘Say as we say’, They said, ‘If you want us to hear you – Otherwise, speak for yourself alone.’ But I knew That to seek accessibility Popularity In my yearning for acceptance By saying even as they Would compromise What

You’ve caught me on the hop Standing on One leg Where All I can see Is the gap That stands Between you and me In splendid isolation It makes me hopping mad To be caught out in this way Hooked

Silent Night, Brings Light to Life All is calm All is rife Midst the communion of Man and Wife Brought together in primordial womb Where what saves you from strife Is borne Receiving what’s given in care To care for

I keep returning to the yearning For Simplicity That place where all converges Into those bare necessities of life: Spirit Flowing Around Receptive Soul; Energy Rushing Somewhere Around Welcoming Stillness In Space Everywhere – Each combining within Other Into Soulful

Life seems so complicated In all its myriad manifestations When viewed from outside itself In abstract distance So rational and yet so unreasonable So measurable and yet so fathomless So predictable and yet so unforeseeable So attractive and yet so

A soft life lining With gentle relief Some hard core denial Of what lies beyond resolution Across a bridge that sighs Over sharp regrets Submerged by shallow waters Held at different levels Suspended by artifice Where the natural inclination Is

There’s something to be said For a mature body That takes a novice to heart So that both can flourish In the flow of life From each to other

I am your final dissolution The nurturer of your nature That soothes and softens As we live and breathe together No gas-tight chamber doors Designed to wall in Or wall out your fears of devastation Can exterminate me You cannot