Within me swirls the ravage of nature
The only beauty we can’t repress
Tempestuous, wild, passionate
Restless
I feel better in Truth

In my dreams you appear
You hold my hand
I love you in my dream
I think you’re with me
And you seem to want to be
But there’s a crowd
and I try to Escape
but I won’t let go of your hand
Yet you’ve left
They say I’m not the same
Still you’re always the one I turn to
Until I wake
Until the nightmare ends
Until the nightmare begins

 

 

 

 

Pockets full of dreams
I carry silently
Their voices
Louder
Than mine could
ever be

Sin of
Despondency
Sin of
Omission
False Breath of relief
When at first
You destroy
The dream

To appease the
dangerous myth
of liability

Loss

Would a poem without words be a poem
Would a song without lyrics be a song
Would a sheet of music without notes be music
Would a father without his children be a father

You say no
You ceased to be when she took them away
Away from their laughter and their fears
From their joy and their sorrow

For you a distant memory
Except for the sorrow
You won't forget

Will they know that they were in your thoughts
Everyday
Then pushed away
So that you could get up

Will they understand
That you could no longer be a father
Without them
Will they know how deeply you yearned
For their touch
Will they know that they are your poetry

I, the next love
Am a stranger to them
And to their father.

You Free me
From a restlessness that has no bound
The one that hounds
You free me
From this incessant desire
That can't keep me still
Yet grounds me against my will

For precious moments
Your splendour is all I need

From the mountains

I've yearned to hear

Echoes from my soul

Through yesteryears

Whispers of the Eternal promise

But I can only stay

A step or two

I keep the window open

Wishing that a strong wind

Will force me to shout out loud

Words I no longer care to share

Or long enough to whisper

What I left for the breeze to carry away

That the longer I speak

The less I breathe

I don’t want to talk anymore.

If I could Draw
I would draw the outline of the sun riveting in the sea
And the strength of stones carved in eternity
I would draw the gasp before you laugh
And the glint in your eyes
I would draw the kindness I see everywhere
And the comfort extended
For our mistakes
I would draw the incredible gentleness
Of a grandfather’s smile
And the warmth of a genuine touch
I would draw the treasures I see everyday
Living in the trees, the rivers, in the gardens
So lovingly tendered
I would draw the funny story you just shared
And the unassuming passion for little things
I would draw the simplicity of a hearty handshake
And the caring among friends
I would draw a tender song
And all the lyrics of hope
I would draw the gratefulness I feel
For nature’s balm
I would draw our restless spirit at peace.

 

 

 

 

2 of 2 Blurs hide everything ;)

 

Since you Asked, 1 of 2 taken at the same time as the blurried one

 

 

 

At first sight
Beauty keeps you still
Before thought occur