Velveteen Infusion

Take me to the river where secreted ink runs black,

Lead me there, immerse me, turn away, no coming back,

Submersed in currents teeming with letters flowing swift

As words still yet unformed. Cast me there, adrift.

Paper built for purpose absorbing chosen choice,

Silenced in the darkness deep, liquidity of voice.

Drown me in the vapours arising from that place,

A velveteen infusion where silent words still grace.

Dark Lagoon

Delve where daring

Daunts all others,

Dive deeply, dark Lagoon.

Three-pronged attack, Trident’s way,

Coelacanthic gloom.

 

Tempest rages,

Tortures, troubles,

Tantamount to death.

Cleave to saving  rocks around,

Resist thoughts

That leave bereft.

 

Confusing calm

A placid status

On ocean’s surface seen.

Melee below,

Currents flow

Beneath the glassy sheen.

 

With fork transposed, inverted,

Waves toss vessels,

Cast away,

Flotilla persists

Where linked, resists,

Safely home to bay.

 

Video reading Dark Lagoon

Musings

rest where ease

grants pardon,

in garden’s shady nook.

discover soul’s serenity

beside gently

gurgling brook.

imagine possibilities,

eyes closed to

mid-day sun.

recline

in loving arms,

two for everyone.

 

quiet meditation

on all that

life may hold.

musings,

introspection, of

stories to be told.

dreams to haunt reality

if chance should

come along.

music to believe in,

two voices,

but one song.

Dawn

Restful calm,

Sunstreaked balm,

Flimsy curtained bright,

Promises of hours ahead, being blessed and filled with light.

Silent occupation, intruding far-off sounds,

Words that flow on paper, as heart so faintly pounds.

Dedicated time, invocation to the host,

Prayerful meditation, no pride or senseless boast.

Solace in the silence; to God, a joyous toast,

Blessed be light, encroaching – filling heart, the most.

Minutes tick so slowly, while dawn ensures no harm.