A Heart

The heart was opened,

The key was a kiss,

The mind it fell in line,

Cupid's arrow,

Did not miss,

It was only a matter of time....

The Heart

To Grace The Sky

The Sun it rose,

To grace the sky,

To warm the day,

That produces a smile,

It touched the rooftops,

Kissed the trees and whispered,

To the world as people walked by,

As one walked on a chosen path,

Along on one's way,

Beneath the hush of the morning's rush,

Singing a tune to a rhythmic beat as the feet lead the way,

Each breath carries the words of the song carried

on the breeze in soften tones,

As the footsteps dance on the forgotten stones 

beneath one's feet,

That is where we find ourselves,

In a golden hush,

Not lost,

But gently found,

A soul who is at peace..............

Drowning

On a path,

I stood in front of you,

I drowned in your eyes,

Of ocean blue,

It's going to be hard for me,

Not to fall for you. 

The Sea Tide

The sea,

It rose with the tide,

The Sun was high in the sky,

The sea,

It lowered as the day came to and end,

With only foot prints left in the sand......

Sand Art Torquay

Control

The hands controlled the time,

But the time controlled the tempo of the 

movement....

Skeleton in a Coffin

Sky Full of Stars

People come,

Then some go,

One chose,

A head full of dreams,

A path of adventure,

Memories are made,

Through the garden of Eden,

The grass is green,

From the teardrops,

That flow,

Through the valley,

Over bridges that get burned,

In search of paradise,

Where one will lay,

To stare at a sky full of stars......

As The Pendulum Swings

Dreaming that one,

Could control,

The hands,

On the clock,

Fighting with time,

To slow the momentum,

Of the tick-tock,

As the pendulum swings,

Slicing through the vision,

As one watches,

Unsure of how long,

One has got ...........

The Golden Beach

The path it led to a golden beach,

Rich it was under one's feet,

To walk along the golden shore,

Rich in shells,

Washed ashore,

There one sat,

Counting the waves,

The day it went,

As the waves kissed the shore,

Ten thousand or more did one count,

Before the day was no more,

As the Sun went down......

Corbyn Head Torquay 

Emotional Fall

The emotions fell,

Like a waterfall,

Diving into a pond,

Where memories stirred,

By the current,

For agitated visions,

Rose from depth,

Of the times and places,

Where one drowns in regret.......

Water Lilly on a Pond

 

Behind The Curtains

Behind the curtains,

One practices ones lines,

For entering the stage of the day,

All ways on time,

Under the rays,

In the spot light one bathed,

But behind the smile,

A heart is breaking,

Of an immortal soul,

With open scars,

That don't seam to heal,

Forever weeping,

As a jester,

One plays one part,

As the matinee of the day ends,

One takes a bow,

As the curtains draw,

One prepares,

Prepares for tomorrow,

With an open heart........ 

A Rhythm It Sings

The beats of the heart,

A rhythm it sings,

Pumping faster when one speaks your name,

Cupids arrow hits a mark,

In the centre of a heart,

A lovers eyes make it weak,

For singing in tune,

Another rhythm is heard,

As it sings,

Answering a song, 

With the same lyrics it has heard,

In harmony the romance begins,

Rolling Clouds

Rolling clouds,

Over shades of green,

With multiple colours of heather,

Mixed within,

With rugged rocks,

Forming formations,

Cairns created in the most unusual places,

With standing stones,

Placed in lines and circles,

With sleeping giants,

On top of Tors,

Moorland streams,

Running their courses,

With rambling ponies,

Flocks of sheep,

Herds of cows,

Who just roam around,

That is what Dartmoor is all about.......

Haytor Rock Dartmoor

I am Nothing

I am nothing,

Nothing I am,

Not worth a thing,

But nothing has value,

For it's worth everything...........

Sun Set

As the sun goes down,

It's the end of the day,

The memories of today,

Will be remembered one day,

As the imprints made,

Over time will wear away,

But the journey on the path,

The direction taken,

Will never be the same.......

Fork In The Road

Rustling Leaves

Rustling leaves,

In the moonlight,

Glistening in the lunar ray,

On a moorland,

A tree is isolated away,

One sentry,

Guarding a gateway.......

Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time,

A new day was born,

It ended yesterday,

With the dawn,

The Sun it rose,

It was a beautiful sight,

It graced the day,

With delight,

For the present moment,

Was in the ray of light,

A new way was found,

From the darkness of the night,

Strength was found to take a step,

Forward on a path,

One ploughs ahead,

When Horizons Meet

Two horizons meet,

Like starring eyes,

Through the clouds,

The crowded room,

They see you,

You see them,

The ignition of a flame,

You both believe in..........

Buttercups, Buttercups

Buttercups, buttercups,

In a field of green,

With butterflies fluttering,

From leaf to leaf,

In the gentle wind,

Laid in a meadow,

Grass is swaying,

Day dreaming away,

With white cotton clouds,

Gracing the sky,

Way up high,

Gently floating bye,

Like the time,

As the sun begins to lower,

To the line of the horizon,

As a day prepares to say goodbye,

But the memories,

Will stay,

For tomorrow.......

Torbay

To sit and look over the bay,

The suns gone down,

An end to the day,

The glimmer of the moon,

That lunar light,

Glistens on the crest of the waves,

With the sound of the sea,

Washing the shore,

Taking the foot steps away,

Now the trace of the past,

That path has gone,

Only a memory remains,

Time it passes,

Night it darkens,

The stars shine in the constellations,

Until the rise of dawn,

As the rays of light grace the sky,

The start of a new day.................

Torquay at Night

Names and Places

Lost on a path,

In the middle of the night,

No trail to follow,

No guiding light,

Lost in thoughts,

Waiting for a sign,,

Hopefully soon it will be sunrise,

For listening to the whispers,

Rustling through the leaves,

Names and places,

Bring back memories,

One falls into a dream,

To wake in the morning,

With the ray of a rising sun,

Trying to make sense of where one has been.