Stranded

You remind me of the sea, lapping at my shores with the certainty of ages,
In and out, warm then cold with each breathe.

I stare into your bottomless eyes and I drown...
Sinking into a weightless abyss
warmth engulfs me as you wrap your arms around me, your breath drifting past my ear

You sound like the endless ocean. Wise, calm and mysterious. stretching out as far as the eye can see.
I hear the tales of great creatures and worlds unexplored with each passing breath.

You feel like the surf, crashing into me, filling me, rubbing you way to my oblivion.
sending me diving into your eyes once more. merging with your soul, stranded.

bodies rubbing together like drop against drop. Joining together into something bigger.

You remind me of the sea, Protective and fierce, stubborn and yielding. Cutting through stone but soft to my touch. Your fingers running gently across my skin like foam floating on the surface.

my breathe catches in my throat. I can't breathe. you steal my breath away as you pull me under,

drowning into your eyes!

In The Shape Of Your (Samhain Night Cont.)

Is it that time of year again?
The days come around so fast,
I remember this time last year
and all the days that have past.

I felt much colder then,
In those darker days
where winter was a constant friend
where month rushed by in a haze.

It was this time last year,
as I recall I saw you at my door
I called you in a took your coat
You just smiled at me and said no more.

I think about it more and more
whenever I think back
I think of all those times we've missed
Where, you should be, there is now a lack.

That was then and this is now
Life goes on, so im told
But I will remember the time we had
even when I'm grey and old

I act like you've never left
when i hear good news
I ring my friends and burst with joy
hoping you'll hear too

But in those quiet moments when I'm alone
and I don't know what to do
My mind wanders, and my thoughts gather
into the shape of you!

Samhain Night

Hey
How are you?
Was the journey good?
How long did it take?
Come in let me take your coat. Gosh its lighter than it looks
Take a seat and i'll make you a drink.
Would tea be nice or would coffee be better, we have hot choclate too if you'd rather.
We missed you so much, its so nice to see you.
Isn't the weather getting cold now, yes its Samhain tonight.
come you must be cold, sit closer to the fire.
Heres the mug you always used, and heres your ash tray
I know you've probably missed it
here are you slippers, the ones you used to wear, i saved them espcially
do you wan tme to put the foot ball on? or would the boxing be better
you always used to make me laugh to watch you feet twitch as the pretended to kick the ball
your cardigan is in the cupboard if you want me to get it,
dinner wont be long, we've left a place set for you
we've got a sunday roast, i know it was your favourite.
I've gotten much better at cooking them since i last saw you.
you like the gravy thin and runny just like mom,
i've cut the meat thin for you, i know you've had problems chewing
its so nice to see you! its been so long!
I think i was 17 when you went away.
things have changed so much!
u must tell me what you've been up to!
whats it like where you've been?
don't just smile your knowing smile i really want to know!
fine keep your secrets, now how was dinner?
was the veg enough?
it can't be time to go yet
the night is not yet over surely there are hours left
oh well heres your coat.
it was so nice to see you!
wow its misty out there, you can bearly see the road?
is that nan i see in the fog? and little lexy too? and looks theres bonnie and cindy too!
send my love to them as you travel back beyond
travel safe and see you next year!
love you so much,
Happy Samhain!


In honour of William Hadley

Oh Moon

Oh Moon.
Your white face hides beyond your darkened shroud of mist.
Your beauty I long to behold, you radiance I yearn to feel bless my face
I gaze upon your vacant position in the cloudy expanse.
Your silver energy fills me with a peaceful emotion and a quiet excitement
and my skin tingles as if touched by magic.
Show yourself my beautiful one!
Show you face to me so I may drink upon your magnificence.
I hold your power in highest esteem, a sacred light that cleanses me.
Show your face my sacred one, tease through the clouds that hold you prisoner.
I raise my hands in celebration as I see a cheek appear.
Come to me my love; come to me like a lover through a curtained room.
Appear to me and only me. Share your magic with me alone.
At last you come to me, your skin as pale and as perfect as the day I first set eye upon you
you, who have seen the dark side of the sun.
You lighten up the darkest nights of my life
Oh Moon never leave me again!

A Tree In The Heart Of The City

A tree stands in the heart of the city.
His branches stunted by brick and by mortar
His roots slowly wrapping around the tunnels beneath
Trying to choke the life out of the grumbling rumbling trains below
His bark sheds, removing the poisons, but he can never shed enough
His leaves blackened by cars and trucks rushing around in shifts of red, amber, green.
The magic here left long ago leaving behind only a memory for the tree to grow on.
He dreams of hills of emerald & fields of life with warm southern winds blowing through his arms
He reaches higher, up into the sky trying to ignore the orderly chaos below.
On brick and mortar and steel he climbs and grows, trying to drown out the fracus
A tree stands in the heart of the city,
His branches sway and moan
Reaching out for sunlight and magic.
Making the best of this home...

Home

The weeks been long and the journey a hard one
The end is in sight, the finish line is near
it'll all be over soon and you'll be home.
What is home? is it a place where you've spent most or your childhood,
is it a place where there are lots of memories?
or is it a place where your heart feels free and you feel at ease.
unguarded because those around are friends

The seats are more comfortable and the beds more restful
The food tastes nicers and the company more interesting
The flowersw brighter and the sunshine more magical.

How I long to be home. The green green fields of home.
The rape seed giving accent to the rolling hills
trees and hedgerow giving form to the music of the country
bird flying between green and yellow to find their nests.

How I long to be home. Where the garden fills with magic
the sheep singing in the distance and the castle glowing in the twilight
How I miss home, with the street lights and stars twinkling brightly in a stellar competition.

alas I am not home, I'm happy but I'm not home.
My world consists of grey as far as the eye can see,
small patches of green hiding between the forrests of houses
there is more wildlife here, i saw some deer yesterday, roaming between the cars
but it is not home.

one day i might return home, with a young family
as that is what home is to me, people who i love and who love me equally
for now i travel between homes but one day i will make one of my own...

Man-shaped Animal

we roll around in our cosy little nests as the sun pours in.
warm in the knowledge that we are safe.
no creatures outside hunting us to eat
no preditor to keep our numbers at bay

up we get and walk around and feel life in our limbs
we wash and eat and feed our young to start the day anew
we walk outside in the summer air sniffing the fragrances aflight
we stare as someone walks too close in that precious space so close
they might be a threat, draw yourself in ready for attack

we laugh at those slightly different, the coldness of our nature showing
we do not need camoflage a fact so few remember.
thoughs who stand out from the norm, so often seen as odd
we attack things that are different, because we don't understand

we squabble over territory and loose a few of our kind on the way
thats the price to pay for keeping our turf safe.
but we forget that we're all the same on the inside
our covers can be deceiving

when you sit down and think about it,
what a man shaped animal we are
if we are so similar, what else do you think we might share?

animals don't care about money, and it does them the world of good
animals keep each other in check, if only we had that too
animals tend to live in peace, and yes there are exceptions
but all in all, maybe we should follow their example!