Mind and Metal

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There are many people here
packed within this room.
I hear the chatter in black static,
a silent “how are you?”

The room is buzzing with the quiet,
no words come from lips.
Instead I hear the metronome
of glass against finger tips.

A conversation between mind and metal
where true connections dare not lie.
Oh! How rude I must be
to look a friend in the eye.

I feel better when I talk to you
without our pockets buzzing.
Tweets come only from the birds
and likes do not replace loving.

I feel better when you and I face body to soul.
Metal may break and screens may crack but our connection shall never grow old.

Lavender Bubbles

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I feel better when
I hear running water
Hitting the hard surface
Soften to a constant hum
Light crisp crackles of lavender bubbles
Forming then disappearing
An endless cycle of renewel
Until the water stops and it’s ready
Just for me
Dip in a toe
Light a candle
Sink in

Everything melts away
From mind and body
That built up during the day
Week
Month
I am rejuvenated
With quiet content and gratitude

From now to then

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The perfect peace of morning when
all is still and early light comes
shining though the sprouting skeleton trees
while tiny gulls fly high above
a hundred miles from any coast
drifting like litter on the dusty city breeze.

That building roar of traffic in the underpass
I close my eyes attempting to tune in
to sounds of breaking waves upon the shore
coat-clad commuters passing in the street below
en route to offices and shops, their daily grind
responsibility I’m all too happy to ignore

And later on I’ll take the dog and walk
a narrow track along the sheer cliff behind the house
with billowing waters down below.
I’ll balance on the dizzy height, drunk on ozone and delight
drowning in the vastness of the blue.
Warm sunshine on my pale cheeks
skin cleansed and buffed by salty wind
I’ll laugh in nature’s face and fall content into her arms
At length returning home
with muddy canine wagging through the wicket gate
I’ll trace the garden path between the pregnant beds
right up to white-washed walls
that wear their thatch like an old hat
Requisite rambling rose climbs round the door
and hollyhocks will soon be growing tall along the wall

One day, one day,
I’ll own a cottage far away

Meanwhile in the city that’s nearer to space than the sea
morning sunlight is
reflecting off the bellies of swooping pigeons
peeping round the corners of buildings
showing up gum marks and overflowing litter bins
casting shadows through the railings
lighting lamp posts and bare trees
pouring bright pools onto grainy grey concrete.

There is a time for everything

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Spring will come again
and all the buried hidden things frozen
in the hinterland twixt life and death
will feel her warm caress and
lift their heads

Spring will come again
forgetting winter’s cold restrictions
sloughing off the heavy coat as days lengthen
brightening brown to green and changing
grey to blue

Spring will come again
small flowers will appear on the earth
wearing diamonds dropped at dawn by
chasing clouds a promise of the coming
carnival of colour

Spring will come again
the seasons do not fail
even your sad weary world must turn
to face the strength and splendour
of the sun

Spring will come again
the waiting’s not in vain

Breathe

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I feel better when I breathe.
When I am still and my heart moves free.
When I read and my eyes dwell deep.
And my mind wanders, through History.
Struck in awe at legacy,
Deep roots grow strong with good company,
With struggle, soil and dark territory.
And yet,
I am humbled in awe of how You Decree,
And the Blessings that You’ve sent on me
I feel better. With YOU I am free.
Breathe.
And smile 🙂

Water Water….

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I feel better when I sink into the pool of water,
I permit my body to sink and rise in the pool
Sink and rise and float and drift along with gentle strokes
I relax and stretch and gently glide the pool
my sanctury of the swimming pool, so refreshing and mind cleansing..

You Are Loved

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The sky bares down like your teeth
It rains and pours like your tears
Lighting cracks and it thunders,
“You are loved.” So loud and so true.

A puddle collects, and with each
Singular salted drop it grows.
To streams, to rivers, to oceans.
And each passing wave crashes the words,
“You are loved” louder and truer.

A hand, no gentler than a whisper
Into the ear of a lover, wipes the rain away.
Oceans dry up at the touch of fingers to lips,
And puddles disappear with lips to ears.
The words “you are loved” so quiet,
And yet still so true escape into the clear sky.

The clouds depart effortlessly with the words.
Now so clear you know them to be true.
You are loved. The sun shines.
You are loved.

Exploration

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Treading through the vibrant, green enchanted forest. Foliage tinged with first signs of red and orange of autumn.
Sun shines through the canopy, rays of light acting as warm spotlights in between the cooler shade.
Melodies of the forest magnified. Songs of birds, rustling and crunching of leaves in the wind and on the ground. Eclectic mix of creatures communicating with unique sounds.
Listening intently, trees heard interacting in quiet, resonant tones. Whispers of the wood elves, if you’re lucky.
Pause. Eyes close.
Eyes open. Blinded by glaring sun and dazzling blue sky. Scorched by immense heat of the sun. Blown away by chaotic desert wind. Towering dunes.
Sauntering through sand, footsteps muffled by its softness. Wind, sand and heat guarded against with face covering.
City in horizon. Magnificent temples and resplendent palace, dwarfing all other structures.
Mystical aquamarine lake nourishes the city. A majestic oasis. Peaceful yet mesmerising.
Lost in watching the lake glow and shimmer.
Attention resurfaces.
Suspended within the eternal darkness of the cosmos. Way illuminated by celestial objects.
Floating through a nebula, viewing in the distance other gas clouds. Birth of stars creating intense works of art.
Brilliant solar systems and glittering galaxies, clustered like neighbourhoods and cities. Rush hour of comets zoom around at tremendous speed. Stars in the distance aflame, giving life to surrounding planets.
Breathing deeply, captivated by the majesty of the universe.
Eyes close.
Eyes remain closed. Gentle lapping of waves. Soft sand cushioning underneath. Breathing slowly and deeply, meditating beside the calm sea.
Feeling a comforting breeze, the air cooler at sunset.
Eyes slowly open. Blazing, magical sunset. Sea greets the horizon, turning orange and pink, reflecting the sun’s descent.
Utterly at peace. Eyes close.
Eyes open again. Page full of prose. Pen placed down, fingers and hand overworked. So many fantastical worlds visited. So many universes created within the mind. So many stories to share with others.
Ready to explore a magnificent part of the real world. Perhaps a luscious, green forest. Or a calm, peaceful sea. Ready to find inspiration.
Then ready to create again.

The Joy in Baking

Go to the kitchen, turn on the oven
open the cupboard, reach up and look for
Flour, Sugar, Vanilla and Ginger
Creaming butter by hand is my workout
adding sugar till it’s silky and smooth
heaps of flour like snow-covered mountains
mix it, squeeze it, squish it through my fingers
Slowly it changes to a perfect dough

Flouring the worktop, clouds of it rising
as I roll the dough again and again
Choosing cutters in 3 different sizes
12 little people, my gingerbread friends
gone in the oven. I watch them change colour
tourists on beach towels under the sun
Takes only 10 minutes and out they come
lying on the wire rack. One by one

I eat them.

Keep dancing

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Swirling dresses

Speedy spins

Dips and seducers

Music loud

Slow jive, fast jive

Smiling faces

Drinks a-plenty

Feel the beat

Men leading

Don’t be fooled

They’re in control?

Only for tonight!

Twirling bodies

Friends chatting

Everyone laughs

Great for the soul

Short skirts, dresses long

High heels, no heels

Loved up youngsters

Life long friends meet

Long time dancers

New beginnings

Dance is fun

Fun IS dance.

Inner self

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Where did it go the darkness within me

How did the light start to creep over me

Where did my cave go, who opened the door

My eyes opened wide,so much brightness surrounds me

How did you know where to find me

My smile is stiff,my eyes hurt a little

Strange feelings overwhelm me

How do i know this isn’t a dream

I know you are there,don’t pull me so hard

Let’s take our time, let’s get this right

I’m feeling better now I’ve caught up with my beautiful inner self.

I’m Beginning to Feel Better…

I stormed out
in a temper, yes.
Everything is expected of me
so, for once, I’ve left him to it.

He can wash up
He can feed the baby
He can get the children dressed.
For once.

I have it all to do,
even on Sundays when he’s home.
The day the good Lord said
‘ye shall rest.’

I have it all to do
the cooking, the cleaning
the washing, the ironing.

I have it all to do
get them up in the morning
put them to bed.
Feed their hungry mouths
tell them stories
listen when they read to me.

I do it all with no bother, usually.
Not today, a Sunday when we are due to go out
something snaps and
I leave my post – the kitchen sink
so out I go and walk and walk and walk.

As I walk my temper subsides.
I don’t care where I walk but
I find the river with swans swimming
rowers rowing, people strolling.
I make my way home, feeling calmer.
He’s done it all, the pots, the children.
Everything.

Being a ‘Drama Queen’ sure gets results.

I FEEL BETTER WHEN I AM

I got up in the morning and looked out at the view,
a fine summers morning filled with tranquillity and joy,
blue skies, white clouds, birds soaring, sun shining,
Birds chirping happily pecking at the berries, magpies squabbling and pigeons hovering, looking for food,
Cat positioning herself wiggling her back ready to strike, bird flies away, a very surprised the cat
Grandkids tearing down the stairs, pitter patter of their feet
ready to eat breakfast, cheeky grins on their face,
innocent eyes full of mischief look up at me with unconditional love, like flowers opening their petals and embracing me,
feeling of sheer joy and love oozes out of me, they speak the truth, so beautiful, I felt like a hero
out we go in the garden for breakfast in the sun, everything comes alive, garden echoes from laughter and glee, children shrieking, dog wagging its tail joining the fun, cat seems disgusted and looks away
Time to serve, “poached egg and toast for me” shouts one, “I want chocolate spread, toast, jam, doughnuts and biscuits and sweets, pipes another
I looked at them with pride, how lucky I am to be part of their life
My kitchen is in a mess, all that cleaning and scrubbing, I am sure it will go unnoticed by you know who, I do not care a toss I am going to have fun, maybe he will surprise me
A soft warm hand clutches into mine and whispers “ let’s go to the park for ice cream” a little voice commands
We stroll in the park and see green trees, some in bloom nodding their heads and flowers too
We felt so light we danced and skipped as there was no tomorrow, we skipped by the water danced round the trees, raced with the wind sunny breeze kissed our cheeks
I felt alive like the buds of flower opening up to the warmth of the sun.
We skip by the pond and see a frog and his mating call, sitting there waiting in patience, children said “hello” poking sticks and throwing stones as most children do, full of mischief.
Stopped by the splashing fountain, so soothing to the soul, hobbled lazily to a nearby bench
I lay my head down ready to doze, I close my eyes just for a moment and count my blessings,
saw a bee buzzing in my face, so small yet fearless.
Little one squeezes my hand, little chubby fingers clutching me, reaches over for crisps, the older one snatching it away, he put his arms around my neck and I hugged him tight.
My little angel Ill keep you safe, I held him so close and kissed him,
how blessed I was, the only people I need in my life are the one who need me.
Amazing how far one can go just because someone believes in you
I wanted to live the day with my stars
As we come to a close, the fun ended
head for the kitchen for unfinished work.

I AM WHO I AM

I look in the mirror
I see myself without a glimmer
I see my eyes filled with fear and pain
Is this me full of stain
I got all mad and angry
My strength and pride I wanted to regain
I hastened to the window and gazed
Out in the garden somewhat dazed
It looked so magical with sunshine and bloom
I walk in the garden to get rid of my gloom
The sweet cool breeze gave me so much hope
Calming feelings spreading like dope
Scent from the flowers so vibrant and soothing
Petal so tender yet so strong and ravishing
The bird in the tree sang me a song
You can do it if you really want, but you must try and try
I had nothing to lose but to comply
I walked to the duck swimming in the pond
She looked at me and sang me a song
Chicken, take a dive and shine
I sang the note of the bird song
Walked a different path no so long
I became an eagle with wings spread wide
Soaring away high in the sky, my head held high
Gone is the darkness that controlled my soul
Determined to reach my goal
I meet my friends with outstretched hands
Bruises and scars are on the mend
Now as my story unfolds
I am proud to say
Hello, this me the bold
That is me the real me