...a day, with my son

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The rain is steadily falling, a misty sheet from silver skies spreading as far as my eyes can see,

the ocean’s end blends with the clouds so close and low if I reach out I could touch the end of the world,

I am mesmerised by the tiny drops that have formed a glistening crown on your hair, lighting up your beautiful face,

and I am speechless with wonder of this gift that is you in my life.

Silence of the mind

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How could my voice have retreated so far

into the deepest recesses of my mind,

silent games, mocking and sneering

at my frozen lips and flashing eyes

betraying all I am unable to express

to you……

'tis the night before Full Moon

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Late winter, the night before Full Moon, it’s 2.41am,

the sky’s as brightly lit as by the sun, at noon, mid-Summer,

only the brightest of bright stars grace this time with the moon

and when the wind doesn’t rattle the leaves in the trees

carrying with it the salty air from the ocean,

the waves reach for me, crash through me,

before the night drifts back into silence

and fluffy white clouds drift across a cold, lonely sky

to the clicking, it’s the rain song, of those tiny little frogs…

find your fire

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……the smouldering fire sparks alive,

lazy licks along smoking logs,

reaching, testing, claiming, the flames leap

higher and higher in joyful jubilation;

as should your soul as it shifts through the day,

touching, tasting, lighting the way

through the darkness, find your fire.

Friday at midnight

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This Friday all the 80’s rock songs were telling me how hard it is to live without you,

endless empty nights by myself, staring out the window as life passes me by……

endless are the black clouds storming over the horizon heading my way,

blazing are the bolts of lightning staring me in the eye, telling me things…

willful destruction with every dirty memory trawled from my deepest self,

death is preferable to a desolate, empty, meaningless existence without you.

00:36:25

How I feel is

not the answer

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to the dreams I have within,

what I’m saying

is denying

what is written on my skin.

So I ask you

do you know how

I can reach this place for me,

or is all I

have before me

that what is for me to be?

I have pow’r and

passion raging

deep within my darkest soul,

can’t be held back

why repress this

it is I who’d be the fool!

Let me fly now

through the heavens

freed, unfettered, ‘s meant to be,

if you'd like to

you can come too

live a lie’s not right for me.

Visions

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I see visions so real I can taste them,

visions of forests, lush and green stretching before me,

inviting me into their luxuriant fold of soft, soft leaves,

fingers, a thousand, touching my senses,

the instant recognition of something old,

from a long forgotten time and place,

just waiting for me to hear their voice,

see their words, acknowledge what I already know…

I cannot, I will not, I won't

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I see the dirt and I see the stains,

the cracks run deep through poisoned veins,

the marks of a broken nation in disgrace,

graffitied on the walls, tattooed on your face,

and I shudder, I turn and I run, and run, and run…

I cannot, I will not, be one and the same,

I don’t stand for you, I won’t play your game,

I’m not enrolling, I won’t play the part,

I’ll live all alone but I’ll be true to my heart,

I will not pretend, I’m sick of the motions,

I'll live off fresh air and fresh herbal potions,

but be a slave on the hamster wheel,

that I won’t be, I can think, I can feel.