Category Archives: Life

Day Dream, Flight of fancy, Folklore, Life, Love

Ramblers’ Love Songs

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The gifted man

He carries a ukulele in his hand

Whenever the mood takes him

He takes to a lay-by 

And strums a tune that’s taken shape in his mind

He lives a ramblers’ life

And swears the earth whispers the tune to his spirit

Subliminally, between footfalls

To play it back to her to hear and enjoy

Upon a night, even the crickets have been heard to fall silent

As he keeps her company till dawn

When he falls asleep at daybreak

She keeps the shade over his eyes, 

To keep him from waking without a proper respite

This routine will continue until his final breath escapes him,

And is buried by those that find him 

To be welcomed into her arms.

Flight of fancy, Life, Love, Music

Our Dance

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Let me tune you into my frequency, for I’ve wondered into yours by simply watching you be

Draw in a little closer to me as you take my hand on the dance floor

And you’ll find we have the kind of rhythm that makes others stop in their tracks and stare

As we discover for ourselves that we have our own blend of body chemistry

That empties the packed dance floor save for just us two

Breathless, we leave each other as the music grudgingly comes to an end

But it is not an end but the beginning of a song only you and I can hear

With the two of us sharing the conductorship of an orchestra capable of playing the music, without end.

#poem

Day Dream, Life, Society

The Tidal Wave

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A tidal wave arches overhead
Marbled with translucent ripples,
In a delayed trajectory,
Like a capture by still photography
Look within and you will see it was long been building
For it is crammed to the rafters with hate
Run you may, but you’ll not escape it’s reach
Resign to your fate instead
Let it sweep in
Break on the preemptory before making inland
To wash over you
And all who brought it to exist
To loose their prejudices
In the soak
To be baptised anew
Ushering in a new beginning,
Free of the endless cycle of hate

Life

Footprints in Time

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‪Before the footprints we leave behind on the shoreline of time‬
‪Fill up with sea water‬
‪And are washed away entirely‬
‪Strive to write within their confines‬
‪The words to sprout roots‬
‪For their impression to remain‬
‪Even fleetingly intact‬
‪To inspire the imaginations of future generations,‬
‪As the words of the very best that came before us, have.‬

Beauty, Day Dream, Flight of fancy, Life

The Crown

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A whirlpool develops around my heart,
As I watch on;
A kaleidoscope of monarch butterflies dances over her like a crown
In honour or celebration
Of a blessing from the lord of life
The rarest of sights: a natural apparition
Am I witnessing the missing link,
Between man and nature?
Then she sees me with those perfect eyes
And I felt myself being pulled into their centre
Under those green whirlpools
Into the eclipses at their centre
Only, I did not wish to come back up for air
If what I’d be coming up for;
Is a life before I witnessed that remarkable sight,
And what it means for all life.