A quiet chill Redolent of last nights fire A tang trapped in the dew That pocks the lawn with a thousand bursts Like a carpet of sleeping fireflies A distant call Lady Cardinal reminds her hub To bring home some tasty treats For the youngsters breakfast As he flashes crimson
Salt Air And Memories
Deep sea waits, flexing its’ fingers as it looks skyward Logs glisten in the sun, freshly rained on – hopeful Pebbles wait softly sighing in the wake of the tide – mournful If I stand on tiptoe I can see the sea faraway And in my dreams feel the wet
On Friendship
Perhaps the hardest thing to define, at least in English, with the notable exception of ‘love’ is what friendship is. Like love, friendship has perhaps as many meanings as there are people on this planet. Or perhaps that is the people of this planet divided by 2 if we only
Deosil
Life is a duality, creating and destroying as we go forward towards that day when we tease back the curtain and continue our journey to the other side of beyond. The duality, Deosil and Widdershins, clockwise and counter-clockwise, symbolize this constant state of creating and destroying, the old giving weigh
Mother Earth
The softness of the sunlight drifting featherlike on the wings of a dove lyrical mantra borne on the winds swaying the grass that waves from here unto tomorrow and smiles at the thought of Mother Earth’s footsteps gentle and dancing to the music in her ears and the softness of