Tag Archives: peace


Early elopes the daylight

under autumnal skies,

Low lies the fauna

within woodland byes

Soft squelsh our wellies

on those listless lanes,

Golden glows the sanctuary

through the window panes



Filed under Nature, Seasons


softness baby let me swoon

sands of time they mean so little

cover us with sugared almond delicacies

whisper sonnets throughout this motion picture

where state of bliss is state of mind

relentless harmony easy to find

and freeze frame parts you wish to edit

the clicking of the camera

runs on forever

the whirling of the reel

out of control just the way you love

out of control just as here my love

interwoven scenes which haunt this dreamscape

I’m a bird who swoops when you’re awake

so keep your eyes tightly closed

finger flick through flavoured fantasies

til morning brings confusion in fade out deception

that peace is snatched away


Filed under Dreams, Poetry

angel dust

we all adore the toddler he staggers hopelessly around

we giggle to ourselves when he collapses on the ground

takes the early steps on life’s great marathon today

because the universe won’t have it any other way


it may take precious time up to come to terms with us

and I find you’ve grown up now as everybody does

there are other doors to open don’t you be afraid

there’s no point in dwelling on if we should’ve stayed


and I find myself humming melodies

takes a large wave nowadays to bring me to my knees

if I missed a thankyou then I will beg you please

that we carry on just as we are

that we savour what’s brought us this far


look up and you’ll see me

I’m shooting angel dust from my star







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Filed under Health, love, Philosophy, Poetry


friday night and the feelings right

a message to all it will be alright

yes you politician hunting for votes

yes you revolutionary grabbing their throats

yes you hurried mother pram in your hands

yes you eco-warrier alone on the sands

yes you business leader ignoring the red

yes you six month baby screaming to be fed

yes you police officer penning a fine

yes you old lady waiting in line

yes you young romantic rejected in love

yes you righteous sister imploring above

yes you football manager exploding in rage

yes you mister convict locked up in your cage

yes you sweet young darling where is mister right

yes you drunken hoodlum itching for a fight

yes you jobless waiter broken all the plates

yes you intellectuals lost your debates

yes you tired farmer inspecting your crops

yes you desperate housewife touring round all the shops

yes you with the bandana and you with the gun

yes you with the stutter and you with the pun

you on an airplane and you launching rockets

you smoking nature and you picking pockets

you writing headlines and you on the run

you wanting freedom and you seeking fun

you buying credit swaps and you renting skin

you going nowhere and you who have been

you with a complex and you who just lie

you who seek paradise and you who just die

you are the one who I meet on the street

you are the one whose eyes I shall greet

you are my rise and you are my fall

you are the door opening in the wall


Filed under daily, Dreams, Fun, love, Money, music, Philosophy, Poetry, Travel