What time is it in Texas?
1:32
Why in that order?
not a conformer
nor a rebel
just quirky a little
1
3
2
What time is it down under?
6:32
half of the halves
still half
Category: Poetry and Prose
Aura
( Image from buildingbeautifulsouls.com )
It has been a while
her locks are golden brown
before that
were honey amber and chestnut.
Today
I saw her in the mirror
contemplating her glory.
Will I defeat the fear of goth
crown her dark silky velvet?
It has been a while
She is green, indigo and violet,
before that
was yellow and red.
Dressing a Wound
Facing a raw wide open wound
I have no magic hands to heal
All that I have I give to dress the wound
in due time
it heals with its own stamina.
Flowing from a pure heart
dripping kind intended words
washing mud, dust and grime
or anything irritating, infecting or scaring
placing tender loving caring gauze
covering with a prayer of blessing
May your wound be healed
with the little persistent gesture I express
I am no nurse no carer
I am a stranger in the cyber space
Only my soul sees your pain and tear
All that I have I give to dress your wound
Insomnia
Cardboard head, that’s the effect you have on me
Cardboard head, that’s the outcome of your torment
The muffling in my brain
The flattening of my occipital bone
The iron board pillow
The tree bark pillow case
The coffin bed
Cardboard head, that’s the punishment you delivered
I rather you punched me in the gut
That way, at least I vomited blood
And I know I am alive.
If I were alive, I would have persecuted you
I would have revenged by snoring,
while laughing in victory.
I would have shouted…
‘Ha! I beat you Insomnia!’
A Kiss
( Last Kiss – painting by Leonid )
Running my finger tip from
your nose, philtrum
Landed on your lips
like a cross
zapped your urge to be funny
Sealing your lips with unspoken words
more gratifying than honey…
My Favourite Poem
Watch “IF, Rudyard Kipling’s poem, recited by Sir Michael Caine” on YouTube
Run! Run!
( Image from gottfriendberlin.com )
Running…running…
look at the dancing flames though my eyes and
Stop!
Instead, lay bare and open before my eyes
waiting for my gaze
I fix my eyes to your vulnerability in
absolute stillness
I caress every bit of you with my glance
your body temperature is elevating under my viewing
and your being is raising to salute
Run! Run!
Run before I devour you with passion…
A Psalm
Today I sing a love song to you my most intimate friend
You stretched out your hands to me in my distress
You embraced me with warmth and comfort
When I was stuck in my misery, drenched in my sorrow
you came from heaven and met me where I was
You are the most high and yet you came on earth to my rescue
I love you my friend! You are worthy
Fineline
There is a fine line between:
A champion and who is motivated by the joy of the journey
A clown and who tastes only pain
A craftsman and who understands his limitation to perfection
A daydreamer and who follows the dream
A giver and who also counts receiving as a blessing
A leader and who leads by serving
A performer and who sees through the performance
A providers and who leans on God’s provision
A thinker and who advances the idea
Time
( Imagine from teemit.com )
What is forever?
What is now?
Travelled a life time to this moment
In eternity,
there is no time.
Flicker of Thoughts 