The edge of a storm
Wind in the long grass and trees
A gate bangs open
Edge of a storm
30 Dec 2015 1 Comment
in Poems Tags: Haiku, inspiration, Philosophy, Poetry, writing, Zen
Water on pebbles
28 Dec 2015 Leave a comment
in Zen Thoughts Tags: inspiration, life, mindfulness, moment, Philosophy, Poetry, present, writing, Zen
Water on pebbles
Wind in the eaves of houses
I shiver under covers
More from thought than cold
The baby cries at a dream
A stirring in the dark
In the morning we walk
Under cold, colourful skies
I rub my toddlers feet
Life is like this –
Moment to moment, unbroken
Dying not to die
27 Dec 2015 Leave a comment
in Poems Tags: death, inspiration, Philosophy, Poetry, writing, Zen
I’m dying not to die
Sick to death of sickness
Fed up with loss
And weary with the bullshit
People tell themselves
To rationalise their end
What if we didn’t need to dream
Pray, or pretend?
But through the light of science
Live again and again
In every fascinating permutation
A thousand adventures
In a hundred worlds
Never be in a rush
And never be bored?
Morn is dark
24 Dec 2015 Leave a comment
in Poems Tags: Haiku, inspiration, Philosophy, Poetry, writing, Zen
Rain taps on the glass
Tick of the radiator
Outside, morn is dark
Gummy-eyed morning
21 Dec 2015 Leave a comment
in Poems Tags: Haiku, inspirational, Poetry, writing, Zen
Gummy-eyed morning
Food and toys lay strewn about
Toddler rules the roost
Top off the world
09 Dec 2015 Leave a comment
in Poems Tags: inspiration, Philosophy, Poetry, writing, Zen
Wide open sky
Like the top has come off the world
A single cloud
Arms whipped out to the edge of infinity
Like a shadow on the wall
Between all we know and cannot know
We need time
07 Dec 2015 Leave a comment
in Poems Tags: immortality, inspiration, Philosophy, Poetry, Time, writing, Zen
We need time
Time to breathe and time to grow
Time to put things right
Time to kick winter’s wolf from the door
Clear up the mounting leaves of decay
And with a new, unhurried step
Take back all we thought not worth our time
Spider’s Silk
04 Dec 2015 1 Comment
in Poems Tags: dreams, inspiration, Philosophy, Poetry, writing
Fine as spider’s silk
The threads of this dream
Just a touch and they are gone
The shadow of a memory
In morning’s light
The Mirror of Truth 