Dream Time Poetry

Sometimes there comes a day
when one thinks to turn the table
and dine on the other side
of life as it seems to be.
And then there are other days
when all of this life holds sway
and the dished up fare though grandiose
holds no appeal for the hungry.
It’s an evil plot or just love’s intent
to send the hungry behind [...]

If I could I would hop on a plane
and fly above the land
of the now betwixt and between
all knowing and sheer ignorance
The pendulum swings, scales are unbalanced,
and nobody leans the same way
on hallowed ground that’s typecast
as a place meant for defilement.
There’s an army of ants that march faithfully
and unconsciously down the middle
like ogres armed and [...]

A complicated and indistinct map
is placed in the hands of the now inept
but they don’t think to use other means
to find out which way to go.
Those other means aren’t real, you see
to those with no eyes to see,
with no heart to feel,
and no faith to believe.
I’m such a one today in the mire
of refusing to [...]

The tune of love played hauntingly
for many a day undisturbed
until the seriousness of a rebuff
made of the ears non-working organs.
But everyone knows the ears aren’t soul
and soul still listens and sings along
like an uncontrollable wilful child
while the parent wails and bemoans
its complete and utter inability
to produce what the world expects.
The parent in time knows to [...]

Summer’s glory a thing of the past
not destined to ere come again
while clouds of grey, rain and hail,
stand full on life’s centre stage.
I shiver sometimes for it shouldn’t be
that summer bows out to winter
and brings back again the intolerable
like karma not yet resolved.
It’s an evil trick that makes me think
heaven chastises the meek
when really it’s [...]

Two upon the highest bough
remained in enjoyment
of each other and the air
until one had a thought
to leave and forage more
in the dirt of mother earth.
So off it flew and left the one
to wait and hope and pray
until it too had a thought
to go the other way.
One came back and I don’t know
whether first or last [...]

Love comes at its own time
and takes us from the mundane
into the extraordinary
but to see it, feel it, know it,
not for the feint hearted.
The heart needs strength and fortitude
and the will to survive
through loss and grief and circumstance
that twists its path into a maze
with seemingly no exit.
But the exit’s there with every turn
for every corner [...]

Stairs start and lengthen more
from the dungeon of despair
to make of every step
a laboured affair.

No man or beast, angelic friend,
or sweetheart of the heart’s desire
can lift the burden, ease the pain,
or change a state of mind.

But there always was and still is
the self that knows no other way
than up with good and down with bad
until [...]