Morning, Morning

A kiss, 
legitimate reasons for bliss, 
sincere approaches,
optimistic advances, 
the signature,
all the rest that went with it,
next week,
five thousand years ago, 
regret, despair, 
freedom not to care, 
civil unrest,
pleasant nods, 
morning and smiles, 
a newly qualified academic,
with such a lot to learn,
a volcano erupts, 
clouds of ash and cash, 
all mixed together in the sky, 
a lilac background and pink surprises, 
trust her smile and the warmth of the sun, 
cosmos, matter and the maker of shoes,


Like a Shaman,
I shake the tree,
I dance beside her,
she dances beside me,
in the centre of a square,
of family and friends,
though plenty of space,
for centre stage,
the beginning of time,
a coming of age,
filthy and hot,
we danced such a lot,
through lack of sleep,
excitement grows,
a need to find answers,
to what nobody seems to know,
or was it that I  just wouldn't listen,
so determined for my own version of events,
I rest and restart,
somewhere near the beginning,
the strangest thing about this very moment,
is that in the context of infinity,
it may have happened infinite times,
I do still enjoy pretty pleasant colours,
and all manner of intriguing and exciting things,


Heads swelling beyond cognition,
booming voices of conflict,
please leave me in peace,
do not disturb the pheasants,
you will find no peace in justice,
or justice in peace,
distance is soothing,
chemical compromise,
pleasure leaves me alone,


I discover,
I begin to see,
what is diversity,
what it means to me,
carried away,
lost in thought,
everything taught,
smiled upon,
warmed gently with the Sun,
celebrate your cruelty,
beat your drum,
wishing away,
kind free spirit,
unguarded sentiment,
idols and threats,


In the solitude of the night, 
his face turned to stone, 
as dawn came the sun cracked expressions the darkness lacked,
seagulls remind me of the shoreline,
beaches where my sandcastles lay beneath a thin warm layer of sea water, 
love comes like the tide,
I hold the mane of my horse and hang on for the ride, 
looking through the tall grass, 
glimpses of the confines of my perspective,
held firm by frustration and comfort,


She rose,
from the sum of his flaws,
the horse the boy could not tame,
though mutual respect he did gain,
walking side by side,
relinquish control,
accepting the others soul,
weak but not discouraged,
they live as one,


Tomorrow carries,
on the back of yesterday,
stars twinkle, 
behind blankets of cloud,
earth moves silently round,
descendants beckon me to the future,
ancestors call me home,
kind faces keep me warm,
sitting on the shore,
at the feet of the mountains,
watching a peaceful exchange,
tide gives and takes away,
leaving on the beach,
whilst washing away,
taking out to sea,
and bringing to land,
trees stand firm and sway,
once drifting,
chose to stay,



The evolving logic of maths,
time hard to comprehend,
colour we can not see,
tectonic plates,
process the landscape,
in the shadow of her might,
I set out my stall,
too tired to make sales,
I set sail,
falling asleep,
fearful depths,
Mariana trenches,
beneath my boat,
I wake,
raise the sails,
bargaining with the wind,
to return me to dry-land,