We have always been here
Have always wandered the earth
Some say we exist only in folklore
And we will not argue with that
Tis our safety net
Through the centuries we have watched you
Watched you as you tore yourselves apart
We saw you destroy yourselves
And your planet
But we always loved you
Loved our creations
But we had to let you be
Let you grow
And make your own mistakes
Every so often
Some of you would grow
Rise above the rest
So we took you back
Claimed you as our own once more
Over time to become one of us again
And thus the cycle began again
The Watchers watching over the earth
Just as it always was
Just as it always is
And just as it always will be
We are here watching
Over the affairs of men
You know us not
We know you well….
Am I a fake when I say I am a poet?
Writing poetry for nigh on 50 years;
Give or take.
So why that novice feeling?
I try and learn my craft
Yet my peers seem so assured and confident
Causing me to trip and fall down that clichéd rabbit hole.
Falling and fake
I am tiny and unseen.
I sip the glass of terror
That hides the secret potion
And shrink Alice-like
Wanting to hide in my own Wonderland.
Yet here I am reading aloud
To a sea of smiling, friendly faces
Greeting me behind Chesire cat-like smiles
I see no bodies, just huge, smiling grins.
What lies behind those smiles I wonder?
If Alice can do it – so can I
I will grow and grow and face the fears inside my head
And make the mad hatter brew me strong back coffee.
Away with his insipid tea!
So then here’s a start; my start
I take my stand
Yes god dam it
I am a poet!
Floating like a minute speck of dust in a universe of eternity
I suddenly realise how unimportant and tiny I am.
In a vast sea of time that is no time at all,
It just is what it is.
Here on earth life is so fleeting,
I am so fleeting and so transient.
I am the smallest speck in the blink of a vast universal eye.
My human ego wants me to be more,
Yearns to be more.
My journey is just beginning;
Can this be acknowledged I wonder?
By those who ‘see and observe’?
Can I go on?
Can I fully grow outside of the confounds of earthly time?
Do I need to be corporeal to exist?
Do I need to be corporeal to be me?
My thoughts float upon the shore of time;
They float up and away into the deep, deep darkness beyond our Star.
Me in spirit robes.
If I send my thoughts out
Far and wide to anywhere where I choose
Is that me in spirit form?
Can I fly forever free
Or am I always bound by the golden cord that binds?
Who is the real me,
The one within
Or the one without?
I send my thoughts out far and wide
Upon the butterfly wings of cause and effect.
In time I may truly follow
Or maybe in reality I am already in that other world of wonder
Where time, movement and matter do not exist.
Maybe I do fly free
And I always have done
And this reality I know as life
Is me within the world of matter
Taking a vacation from who I really am.
Screaming and Dreaming
There are those times in life when you wonder about life
Those days when there are many more downs than ups
Those days when the needs of others outweigh ones own
Today is one such day
And all one wants is a cuddle
But one keeps silent and maybe a poem or two can do the trick
Can come to ones rescue and let the silent scream escape
To travel upon the winds of the universe
To maybe hitch a ride on the back of a passing angel
On his way to paradise
For all the Animals Trapped…
Think about all the helpless animals crying in the laboratories
Think about their suffering; so many of them die a death of utter pain
For the testing is all useless; the experiments don’t work
They are them; they are not us, their bodies are so different
Their bodies, their systems, do not work like ours
But the Home Office, in its unwisdom degrees this to go on
All this torture, all this blood and all this death
Many other ways of research can now be utilised
Ways of testing all the drugs upon this earth
No longer do we need the cages; the innocents may roam free
All of us are truly beautiful, are gorgeous inside and out
We do not need to torture others to establish this true fact
For beauty comes from deep within, from the centre of our souls
The power to change, the power to love is right within our hands
Medicine has come so far with human tissue cultivated
To be used for us, instead of them, instead of all the torture
In freeing them, we free ourselves to walk as one together
No other species, only human does all this harm to others
Where is the right, where is the Order that we can do all this?
Who gave us all this misplaced power to justify our acts on others?
Be brave, be strong and take a stand; shout the message loud and clear
Love and Light is all we need so set all creatures free.
In future days, in future times; if we ever get to that
What will be the legacy we leave upon these pastures green?
In future times in future worlds the truth it will be told
What is our chapter in the book – it does not look good to me.
Is it too late to change the ways of a species gone to waste?
Who knows – not I, but I live in truth of my own personal philosophy
To spread the word, to heal the hate, to set all creatures free
To live a life of pure intent; to be the best that I can be
For to spill the blood of innocents is not my game and will never, ever be.
Her Spring Gown
Cambridge put on her best spring outfit today
And looked resplendent
A fascinator of fluffy white clouds adorned her hair
Pink blossoms and white draped over her shoulders
Gently cascading to the ground in the gentle breeze
Every footstep lushly echoed the vibrant green
And green velvet moss became each footfall
I wandered in wonder
Opening up my heart
Following her every footstep
I was becoming me again
Floating without care upon a pure blue sky
I was the dancing blossoms in the warm air
Finding my song
I was Cambridge in the spring today
And felt resplendent
Beauty Deep and Light
Peering out long into the void
Reveals that there is no void
On the outside
For the outside is magic
Is beautiful, unending
Deep into the darkness
On the out side
Is where the magic and mystery lie
It is where the unending truth resides
And where the search for truths begins
It is the quest we long for
It is the yearning of the soul
On the darkest night
Calling all home
For those who seek the Light
May cross the void
So the void is no more
We are starlight and endless
We are above and beyond
All that is know
We can go on and on
Until the world is just a speck
A tear in the eye of the multi-verse
No the void is not out there
For it is bound by blood
It is the darkness deep within the flesh