can we dream
of something unreal
and in that reality
make our dreams come true
from the deepest oceans
to the highest mountains
may we be one
with nature’s dream
Tag: home
Green
Green is the grass
that grows in my garden
black and brown are the birds
dotted around the place
they land feeding on worms
sometimes a splash of colour
when one sees something different
out of the corner of the eye
a branch of hope
beacon of the skies
I will find you
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
Blackbird Family
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
Fallen seagull
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
Love has found me
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
Christmas Day
Christmas day
can you hear the bells ring
sitting around the Christmas tree
may you have a merry time
being a part of a family
may each gift bring joy
let the season of good will
bring love into your home
as the neighbours come round
or seeing close friends
greeting loved ones
let this time never end
the festivities have just begun
food is on the table
wine is being poured
crackers are pulled
best wishes bestowed upon all
Bird
swallow
swallow
fly away home
always reaching
new destinations
the call of spring rings true
as do the leaves of autumn
when summer has gone
and winter has come
parting of the ways
leave behind sweet memories
of bygone days
flying ducks
flying ducks
over the sea
like arrows
parting the skies
they know where they are going
we should follow them
to distant lands
there we shall have another life together
a dream to unfold
a beacon of hope
where we all rejoice
at last we have found our home
The Golden Tears 