No Longer Shy
Final bird song the Sun slowly falls as the moon wakes with evening calls Darkness arrives light says goodbye Friends of the Night no longer shy
The Time of Year
The time of year where nest are made busy activity nerves are frayed Soon come to pass the little ones appear let’s pray they have happy years
The Tree
Staring at a tree nothing being seen within though life bustles busily unseen Looking at a soul true emotions masked within though thoughts whirl positive or dark – The unseen, equally or more important than the seen
The Jigsaw
The jigsaw when the last piece is misplaced unsatisfying and incomplete As in life, once found whole the circle once again perfectly round
Stillness
Motionless body and mind paused Just stillness within blessed locked doors
Shooting Star
The Ant on a swing dreaming, wishing to take to wings As the swing rides high he takes to the air wondering shall I go here or there With a broad smile he travels afar the Ant equivalent of a shooting star
Just Being
The little Robin appears to transform joy from tears as melancholy bites nature does its upmost to make all bright The wonder of seeing hearing gives untold value to just being
Right Hook
Sometimes with a left hook, right hook we need to come out fighting proverbial or other life isn’t as one reads in a book Sometimes the only answer the metaphorical right hook
Oh Boy
Fickle
The Dragonfly cries, as it’s favourite rose dies it is a fickle little soul, as by morning it’s whole a new favourite has been found, blooming from the ground
One of Those Days……
Shit happens, shit happens, shit happens one of my favourite phrases too often used, maybe too often abused when manure flies maybe it’s just a question, do or die One of the days where the saying is apt normality has been stealthily kidnapped But with a look at the sky the answer appears who will…
Wonderfully Right
Forever
A heart so pure forever whispering love The uncorrupted soul truly a gift from high above
Moment or Three
As peace descends, heavens sing calm arrives on noiseless wings Time pauses for a moment or three in tranquility we are finally free
Meek
I was meek, now I’m strong I was wrong, now I’m right all was dark black as a moonless night Now I’m dancing in shimmering light
Forever Green
The Hoot can be heard but never seen hidden in foliage forever green Watching the World with eager eyes Their most vigilant witnessing spies
Bound
Rugged and serrated the flint arrow flies humming on the air as it gracefully glides Nearing it’s target it drops to the ground Hunter and Hunted now forever bound
The Violin
The Violin without the Violinist magical music it plays As the bow of essence is drawn the World’s ills ethereally drift away
Fuel
Spiritual fuel surrounds but also comes from within light the fire fly on emotions burnt For then the strength to conquer is all we require
Flying Name
Snoopy and Woodstock went to the fair a birdie and doggie who glowed in the fanfare On the carousel Snoopy took the biplane The Ace was his notorious flying name
The Morning Stumble
The morning stumble “who am I” I feebly despair clearly not a lion or a ferocious bear More like a mouse a dormouse at that Time to hibernate awake at the hour of the bat
No Green
The Goat Herder
Down a long arduous path the Goat Herder traverses only one way to go unless he retraces his steps reverses This one sole route his life to and fro he doesn’t mind a simple life makes him content happily glow
Robbed
The Old from God’s, the New from Man plastic from Man, trees from God From Man the Gods’ humanity is robbed
Saga’s
For the Saga’s continue from the past to the present day Of Old come to pass as hay springs from grass
Our Fortress
Our tent, heavenly blue the bed, our Mother Earth Our Fortress from the Heartbeat of our birth
Burn Through
As the Sun reflects, the Mind reflects past times, the present and the path In these moments clarity is a fog but nevertheless the Sun will burn through
Crazy Hair
The Alpaca with crazy hair mischief, mayhem his god given flair With his shaggy coat the jury is out whether he is more annoying than the Goat
The Pouch
Pick ‘n’ Mix bag of tricks nicknacks for all A pouch of wonders even a rainbow waterfall
Balancing Act
Is it preferable to slowly drift away or spectacularly leave with a bang Both have merits, both have downside either way there are consequences whichever we decide
Marvels of Nature
Unseen, friends of the night an ultrasonic pitch stories tell of their bond with a certain kind of witch In truth they are marvels of nature mammals with flight who do their bit to stem an insect blight
The Chariot
For the Chariot of Earth churns up the ground cultivating Life before it is drowned
Purrfect
Under the warming Sun the head slowly droops Now is not the time for excitement or whoops This is the moment for a busy cat to relax dream of cat things purrfect the chillax
Be Told
Valhalla or fail for the Norse of Lore destiny, fate fuelled by violence hate But perhaps more beliefs of old Within truths can be told
The Dance
The Dance of the Unicorn, graceful beauty a wonder to behold Celebrate the gentle movement shimmering with silver and gold
The Wise Cat
Brush your teeth the Black Cat said in the morning and before you go to bed Wash your paws wisely the Black Cat stated otherwise who knows what might be fated
Nature’s Cycle
Tending to the dry tree life is restored with time, fruit will grow From our kindness nature’s cycle will once again be sowed
The Regular Visitor
The regular visitor making a soul glow landing to perform it’s bright glorious red show Using the same perch each sunny day sit back and enjoy nature’s free cabaret
The Unending Battle
The unending battle the mind versus the heart regular foes drifting further apart Maybe just maybe when foes become friends there is time to make amends
Inseparable
The Hawk and Sparrow friends to the last living life to the full having a feathered friends blast A dynamic duo patrolling the free sky inseparable to each other they will never say goodbye
Re-Arrangement of the Board
Jurassic, Triassic and Cretaceous too is when they roamed the Earth How the world would be if not extinct, but they had rebirth Homo Sapiens maybe not the King after all the Board all changed Fate can spin the wheel the Pieces, can be re-arranged
Triumphant Joy
A Pooh Stick thrown bird song overhead eager eyes watching as the race goes ahead The winner leaps in triumphant joy moments when the man regresses into a boy
Great Big Splat
Bum in the sky, searching for pond weed before coming up for air doing the same, day in day out whether sunny, stormy or fair To be a duck quacking this way and that every now and then leaping into the water with a great big splat
The Diagonal
Wandering the long edge the diagonal we forego Hell or high water no barrier nor wind, rain or snow
Quack Quack
A quack in greeting, a quack in reply long lost friends, meeting in the lake pretty sure one said “oi mate you’re late”
Affirmation
Tiptoeing over the heather peace, solitude is found Looking to sky seeking affirmation are we doing our ancestors proud Looking within affirmation is not that we need the answer to the question grows we are the seed
Nah Na Na Nah Na
“You can’t get me” “nah na na nah na” said the Squirrel flapping it’s fluffy tail For the Cat today that goes down as a total feline fail
Simple Pleasures
Just One, bird song, Sun a Cat warming on a mat Feeling the Warmth the Joy of the day One thing is needed a Coffee to make the day perfect I smilingly say
Nascent Guide
Lost in plain sight, open eyes cannot see as we dream, wish to foresee Clarity is born, our nascent guide seeking a path through the storm
Blushingly Fall
From the Wings of a Dove we blushingly fall do we have the words the heart to tell the One how we feel, lay bare all
