aN othEr VIS it

 He comes again to me

Peering through my window

Penetrating my mind

Taking over my body

He was rarely there before

But now stands beside me

All the time, a steady constant 

His cry is now loud

He used to whisper calmly in my ear

Guiding me gently

Across fields , down rivers

Over mountains 

Delighting me with his magic

His wondrous conjuring tricks

Awaking nature from the dead

 A young man, supply , agile 

Powerful, kind , wise

But his screams now deafen me

His face shrunken and dry,

His legs and arms rotten

His lips pleading.

He’s barely breathing 

Help me 

I’ve been here a million years

Now I cry a million tears.

Legend of the forest

Keeper of the dawn

Guardian of the gate

The death of the Green Man

Will seal our fate. 

23/09/2022  22:15-22:50

fRij

 I open the fridge 

and look at the cheese 

Stand staring , transfixed , 

gentle hum flickering light , 

take what you please

My minds drifting now , 

it’s starting to ease.

09/08/2022 21:48

MUst Ang

 Mustang

Freedom , speed , power ,beauty

Silhouette against the sun

The water hole he drinks from’s muddy

 paws the soil the droughts begun

Star of the screen,

boyhood dreams , colts and Winchesters

Chaps , lassoos 

Goodies, baddies, whose who?

Mustang carries all, 

until he falls

Harnessed by the Cowboy 

Free under the Indian tribe

The great American dream

Slaughters all before it 

Mustang, Buffalo, Decency 

Stood proud , just here for the ride

Crazy Horse,Sitting Bull, Geronimo

Where are you now?

Ancestors before you , husband the plains, balance the rains

Mount your Mustangs

Spear in hand defeat humanity

They wipe you out for greed and vanity.

You are now gone except your horse

Distant shadows dark remorse 

Herds that thunder down the valley

Ears that twitch to Indian Rally

Braves have died with bow in hand

Squaws are raped at soldiers command

Chiefs are murdered hung and shot

Because ‘Great’ America wants the lot

And all that’s left is poor old horse,

With little grass and no recourse 

His place in History should be proud.

He’s served us all but now cries loud

My waterhole is all but dry

No rain is falling from the sky

I paw the ground in desperation.

Please help me for I’ve served the nation.

NIMUE ( the pool)

 Nimue,

Are you there?

Are you keeping your secrets ?

Guardian of the pool

Conductor of fools,

Protector of the waters,

Let me throw you my sword

Along with memories 

Gathered with cobwebs

On life’s journey

Deja vu visits 

As I wander through verdant fields 

Feet in a babbling brook,

Castle walls calm and gnarled from the fight.

Fade with grandeur into the night.

Nimue are you there?

Can you hear me ?

Reveal to me your beauty,

Reveal to me your wisdom

A thousand years you’ve slept

Watching over the dawns

Conjuring the mist from the mirror

Illusory form of the deep.

Excalibur I return to you

I have no use for it now,

Take it before I plunge it to my heart 

I have held it high

Dulled the blade in many fight

Nimue, please wake,

My tears mix with the waters 

Raise your hand like you have before

Catch what I throw

Keep it safe for others

For I must go.

26/07/2022  23:15-23:40

SUMmer EVE

 Leaden summer skies filled with swifts and swallows

Skipping over the hedgerows 

Fresh cool air on my face like a linen sheet 

Purple grass , of gossamer clouds at my feet

Sun horizon boiling  illuminates the oaks 

casting orange clouds 

As fierce as the forge at the hands of creation

A still, still air of silence cloaks

The moon , a slit of light 

Suspended in the blue

Like a crack in a door,

Inviting us to the other side 

Bright shafts , beaming the invitation, as before.

Knowing not where it leads 

Generations wonder

What’s behind the glimmer 

The Siren silver , pulling me in

Through the feather crescent .

Drenching shimmer forever present.

Ever above is, ever below,

The moons ghostly shadow has us in tow,

Draws us in to its shine

Like tides of endless time forth and back

Mystery of what’s behind the silver sabre crack.

03/07/2022 00:05-00:40

hURt and SOle

 My heart lies on the roadside 

Cast aside by youth 

in the search for truth

Left to rot, openly beating

Crying for the body , waiting for the scoop of angels 

To place it in the breast of a lover

Gone it is now , in dust and smoke

Barely a stain left where it fell

No resurrection, no connection 

No hot blood running through 

But eaten by the crows.

Will it be found where it fell

Will life be breathed from the grains of hope staring to the heavens

Each passing day and night

Diminishing the chance of chance.

But chances hand may cast a shadow

That awakes the deep inside,

The hibernation. 

Scraping the remains to form new life 

Placing it in the open wound from whence it came 

To fulfil its role , and beat again in the body lost 

joining once more  with its soul . 

28/05/2022.  17:15- 17:45

cAt

 Ok Mr Mouse. I’ve had my fun

I’m now just old cat. , sitting in sun

Time was ,I’d creep jump and tease

Toss you here, good you there 

Play as I pleased.

But these days I just can’t be bothered

I flick my tail, leave it to others,

Curl my paws and lick my claws

Shoot a glance at the dog filled door.

They always follow me around.

They can’t quite figure me , stupid hounds,

they chase me in and out the house 

As if I was , the frightened mouse.

Just one quick biff is all it takes,

They scarper off with all their mates,

I sit there by the window pane

Showering looks  of deep disdain.

Look at them they wolf down dinner

As if there has to be a winner.

I look at mine and walk away

There must be something nice today?

Busy day now , groom my hair

I’ll take a nap behind the chair

Just a sec , what’s that smell

Of course , I crapped here earlier

Oh hell!