The Jigsaw

Position piece

Upon the paper,

Picture it just so,

I’ll place mine

Upon my page;

Watch the jigsaw grow.


Evolving image,

Collective thought,

Flowers in a row;

Daffodils and snowflakes planted,

Plough furrow

Then please sow


Images, your views and pictures,

Concepts conveyed

Upon a stage,

Ever decreasing,


Here, where life is made.


Your piece and mine

So reunited

Pictures formed from past


All once divided,


Cast to last.



Stories told,

Consciousness of souls,

Reconnection bonds, connects,


One goal.

Tell Me About It

A plough drags stars across firmament’s field,

Occasionally drops one, so Heaven may yield

A soul on the earth that once lit up the night,

Now cascades brightness and life-giving light.


Tell me about it, these magical ways,

How earth meets the heavens and wonder portrays.

Tell me about it in songs that you sing,

In stories once written to entertain kings,

In poems and in quotes that entertain all.

Tell me about it, these words so enthral.


A trawler drags nets through oceans and seas,

Harnesses life from the depths to release

A multitude of dreams and millions of wishes

Of a world where mermaids live, conversing with fishes.


Tell me about it, these magical ways,

How minds mingle with folklore and nights become days.

Tell me about it in pictures and books,

In animations and films I once mistook

As reality melded with poetic allusion.

Tell me about it, wondrous dreams of confusion.


A jet drags clouds from Olympus’ peak,

Reveals gods and goddesses playing chess and who speak

To a world of mere pawns in a royal array,

Defending battles that rage, all part of the play.


Tell me about it, these magical ways,

How heaven, earth and oceans intermingle in plays.

Tell me about it, the comic and sad,

Tragedies and fantasies, some semblance of mad

Influence from lunar, the tricks of the mind.

Tell me about it, we’ll seek and we’ll find.


 Garner your dreams, let spirit drag

Through mind, soul and ether, all memories you’ve had.

Mix the concoction as a magical potion,

Spread it on thickly, full of flighty emotion.


Tell me about it, I love all that stuff.

Of flight, love and fantasy, never enough.

Tell me about it, imagination unfold,

In mind and in spirit may we never grow old

Though in body we rest as the years take their toll.

Tell me about it. Dreams are our goal.

Only a Shimmer

Discard the old

Bring in the new

Blank canvas,

Unwritten page.

Pen in hand,

Paints to colour,

Palettes of

Words and shade.


And splashes

Nuzzle together,



Nuances of meaning,

Fantasy grafted with



Tones of feeling.

Unthought words,






Minds exposed,

Hearts displayed,

Souls shimmering

White on white.

Overlaid with




We write.