Phoenix Rising

To rise from the fire,

Wings alight,

Shadows cast in the dark of the night,

A trail of smoke betrays the flight,

Reaching heights not flown before,

Ascending higher to the unknown,

Phoenix rising,

Breaking free,

Born again to spread its wings........ 

Finding Eden

Day dreaming,

At the bottom of a waterfall,

Overhead a rainbow's arc,

Crystal clear the pool to bathe in,

Surrounded by foliage,

A place of exotic beauty,

With golden rays that caress the skin,

Not a care in the world as time passes by,

Watching the clouds that drift up high,

A cure of mother nature to take time out,

Finding Eden is what life is about,

  

Value Your Time

In a life time,

Value your time,

Choose your direction careful,

The world is there to see,

Make memories,

No your worth,

Do not waste time or energy on what does not reciprocate,

 

Caught by Medusa's Stare

 Caught by Medusa's stare,

 Turned to stone in open air,

 Fated to lounge in a garden,

 In the grounds of an Estate,

 Weathered by the elements,

 On a yearly basis,

 Viewed by many as time goes on,

 Shaded by the Sweet Chestnuts that grow tall,

 Climbed upon by the young when they explore,

 Listening to lovers as they walk,

 Hearing whispering secrets as they talk,

 Close to where actors act,

 Even sometimes acrobats,

 Reclined and at ease,

 Within where beauty surrounds,

 A Memorial Figure to last for years, ever Moore,

 

 

Dartington Memorial Figure

Walk about

Stood in a field on an August day,

Lost in the corn,

In the maize,

Surrounded by plants that stand seven feet,

The consequences of going to explore,

Sounds and noises hard to pin point,

Then a scurrying down at my feet,

A day of adventure to just go walk about.

Corn Field 

Day Change

Sat there day dreaming a day away,

On a bench overlooking a bay,

Listening to the sounds of the waves,

As clouds drift by overhead,

Seagulls soar and dive,

White of their wings on a blue sky,

Watching the horizon the division of the sea and the sky,

As the day turns to night with the moon high in the sky,

Twinkling stars the signs are displayed,

As the sun rises and night becomes day,

Only a name change as the days do by,

One week, two weeks before you know it a years gone by...

Autumn Fall

Watching the maple leaves of an Autumn Blaze,

A colourful scene of natures way,

The Fall with an artistic flare,

Of vibrant colours of yellow, orange and red,

Fills the canopy over head,

Ancient symbol of love,

Experienced in a daily life,

Of sweetness and joy in a tender kiss,

As fragrance fills the air,

It is a wonderful time of the year.......

A White Feather

A feather fell from the sky,

Pure and white you could not deny,

Falling like an autumn leaf spiralling from a tree,

The feather from an Angel's wing,

A gift from the Devine,

The sign of destiny's timing,

To let you know that you are not alone,

At at this certain time,

For a Guardian Angel is close at hand,

A friendly sentry on look out,

 

A Murder of Crows

A Murder of Crows

He stood on solid ground,

Holding tight to the line of a kite,

If you love something let it go,

So they say,

Easier said then done except when you are the one struggling to hold on,

A murder of crows gather and circle the plight,

Encouraging one to let the kite fly,

To be carried by the wind far away,

Never to be seen again,

But the memory will stay,

 

At the Entrance of the Hidden Door

Confused, 

Was it dream or was it reality,

Had one found the exit from the labyrinth,

A door to the hidden dimension,

A place where time had been lost,

A person reduced to become a hermit for self- preservation, 

For dignity and salvation,

To endure a personal test of character and strength,

To take a journey of personal growth and development,

Returning to stand on solid ground, 

At the entrance of the hidden door,

To follow a path on a new adventure,

A new life like never before,

Golden Sky

A golden sky followed a darkened day,

For the storm had broken,

On golden sands she stood,

Foot prints imprinted in the dampened sand,

The line of the horizon,

The division of sky and sea,

Waiting for ship to come,

A new life to be,

Her hair blowing gentle in the breeze,

Sweet scent of fragrance carried with ease,

The mystery of tomorrow written in the stars,

This is where she stands the story so far,

Through the cycle of life the sun rose and so did the moon,

The Sandy Dunes

The music played and memories returned of the yesterdays,

Dancing on the golden sands under the lunar light,

Tunes and melodies of the past the lyrics that were sung the age they last,

She held his hand and twisted and turned,

A heart singing with the love tune,

Footprints left were the dance had left leading to the sandy dunes,

Were whispers heard from the reed beds from the lovers under the moon,

The Swarm

To walk in a meadow on a summers day,

Watch the swarm of butterflies fly in an erratic way,

A flightpath taken in an individual line,

The kaleidoscope of colour a rabble of wings,

All of a flutter carried by the wind,

A symbol of life, 

The resurrection of souls to the cultures that know,

 

Diamond Lane

To walk down diamond lane,

On a route to destiny's end,

A rivers course on a rainy day,

With waterfalls leading the way,

Where puddles form,

With ripples made by raindrops that fall,

On the rainy days,

A path taken by many,

Memories made by the soles that trek,

On this rocky path,

On the moorlands edge,

 

Weathering the Day a Seed of Dreams

To Weather the day in a seasons way,

Watching the rain wash sorrows away,

To fall from high above,

Left on the ground alone and lost,

A rainbow shown what has passed,

A new day born with a rising sun,

With seeds that are planted,

Who knows what will grow,

Path of a journey starts with a leading foot,

That step in to the unknown,

With hopes and dreams of what could be,

The tree of life that seed might be, 

A Seed of Dreams