Thursday, 13 September 2012

A new star shines





















Fifty years of unfulfilled potential
no focus, just a cloud of getting by.
No hopes, no aims, no questions existential 
a life adrift betwixt the sea and sky.
Then comes a thought, a simple supposition
that I am what I make myself, so why
accept the mediocre life I'm living,
I'll spread my wings and teach myself to fly.
In an instant my whole life condenses
into a single brilliant point of light
A supernova lighting up my senses 
A new star shines upon this world tonight.


Monday, 10 September 2012

The last kindly act

















They come to me disfigured and
beyond a doctors care,
or aged beyond the skill of
any surgeon to repair
With tired eyes and sagging skin
and lacking muscle tone,
and it's my job to restore them to
the paragons once known.
It's not for them I do this, as
they're not the ones that ask.
It's parents, children, others who
leave me this gentle task.
It's not their pride or vanity
that brings them down to me
but the love of those around them
who want the world to see
that though the spark of life has gone,
thanks to my art and skill,
they're lying in their coffins but
they could be sleeping still.



Friday, 7 September 2012

Believe

















Hills that rise beyond the tree line
Heights that steal the air you breath
Slopes that drop into the valleys
Mountain mist blows in the breeze

    Push your self beyond your limits
    Heart it is that gets you through
    Win the race against surrender
    show yourself that you are true .    Believe

Though the day is long and weary
you must keep on keeping on
put one foot before the other
soon the dreary miles are done

    Push your self beyond your limits
    Heart it is that gets you through
    Win the race against surrender
    show yourself that you are true .    Believe

At the end comes peace and pleasure
rest awhile in memory
Look back on the miles you've travelled
taste the glow of victory

    Push your self beyond your limits
    Heart it is that gets you through
    Win the race against surrender
    show yourself that you are true .    Believe.


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Monday, 3 September 2012

Alone with you



I'm sitting on a sofa
with
my friends who are most caring
and
we're eating and we're drinking
and
our conversation sharing
but
I feel that something's missing
and
I ask myself the question
and
the answer that I'm getting isn't helping my digestion
for
I feel that someone's absent
and
I find that I am wishing
that
the absentee was present
and
those present were all missing
for
although my friends are good friends
and
their company is splendid

I wish I was alone with you 

and that's my poem ended.

Look within

















I take an intellectual knife
to pare away the dross and bling.
To find the meaning of my life,
to make me one with everything.

I cast away belongings and
the base desires to which I cling.
So lightened and enlightened I
can become one with everything.

I meditate, I look inside
with all the focus I can bring.
The universe then springs to life
and I am one with everything.