I will find you
across the stars
to distant lands
where we left our hearts
when ones mind is empty
and our love is full
to share dreams
and remain still
shelter being from harm
when all is lost
nothing remains
a home will be found
where memories are made
goodbye little friend
may the wings of angels
carry you to Heaven
the ground that you chased
leaves behind a mark
as green as the grass you ate
apples and carrots on a plate
a friend that you made
remembers you fondly
still searches for you
even though you are gone
the two of you together
in springtime
getting ready to build your nest
digging up worms
with your orange beaks
in the green garden
let the days pass by
and the clouds turn to stars
the night settles in
as lovers do
bin liner
black mamba
danger danger
who can tell
where he came from
this foreign creature
tortuous twisting shape
of a snake
moving in the grass
bin liner mamba
danger danger
don’t bite me
Fallen seagull
lying there on the ground
disheveled shape
made from a plastic bag
one day you’ll fly free
and be reborn
from the streets you call home
Down by the sea
The serene tranquility
Seagulls fly over
As the skies change
And the wind blows
Often one knows
The surrounding meaning
Is what wonders are made of
when one sees
to the ends of the earth
what encompasses
has it’s worth
bring forth a new beginning
write down the meaning found
let the old ways pass
to be distributed around
make way for them
for they have seen the light
to banish darkness
that comes at night
through all that has been discovered
what has been revealed
to dream of each other
the reality is sealed
Love leaves us
like the tide
ebbs and flows
we feel the changes of the moon
as the stars reflect their light
bringing us home
seasons change
as we follow each other
across the continents
when we find the time
to reflect on what has come
we see our future
in each others eyes
love has found me
where I haven’t yet been
dreams lead into dreams
let your conscious fly away
as the subconscious governs the night
succumb to Morpheus
let him be your guide
as you venture ever further
to reach an understanding
when you wake
and try to remember
has this been your life
that when you close your eyes
you are seeking surrender
in dreams
with your orange beak
what will you speak
in the garden green
your feathers pristine
moving around
up and down on the ground
bring about a shape
part of the landscape
flying away
watch him go today
The Golden Tears 