it wouldn’t be the same
without birds in the sky
singing their songs
Category: contemplation
Dreamers
perpetuate love
we are all dreamers
waiting for the call
Bird
Movements in Time
A flock of sparrows
I saw a flock of sparrows
as they passed over my garden
they formed a shape an arrow
as if to point the way
bringing about a commotion
they traveled above
stirring up chaos
reminding the over birds
that we who journey in the skies
have but one purpose
for each and everyone of us
to follow them as they fly by
Mad Max: The Time Has Come
the time has come
to search for the truth
in an unjust land
leaving behind only doubt
taking the essentials
preparing for the coming onslaught
peace shall be found
when war has been raged
and the landscape ravaged
those that resist enslaved
have now found their freedom
in the one chosen to liberate them
Rainy Days
rainy days
lead to contemplation
of past times
reminiscing distant dreams
of our lives
that have been spent
but renew again
we are sometimes left in wonder
of times long ago
which become our past
a score is settled
and those debts paid
and our dues
brought about a replacement
of what has been rendered
A bird covered sky
late one evening
overhead pasted a flock of birds
they seemed to block out the sky
as it changed
this dawned on me
reflections of time
light to dark
then light returning
a never ending story
the ceaseless cries
at night
I hear their call
the ceaseless cries
of hunting in the dark
their eyes do see
all the world
from above they fly
as down below they hide
the law of nature
they must abide
Grand Design
when I think of the grand design
we have made on Earth like a map
creating our world
through different civilisations
similar shapes arise across the globe
throughout history as mankind progresses
these shapes change
to the glass and concrete
the skyline of a city
mark our place in time
building the likes of which
can be seen from space
The Golden Tears 