My sister Marjorie took a long walk
around the garden of my heart
Planting seeds of love
Witnessed by a pair of white doves
Fluttering above
I mused her lost words
Sounds that echo
Down the years
A silver sixpence
you are
Beautiful shining bright
Words echo from afar.
2020
Breath of life
Mother Earth,
cannot breathe
Knee on neck
Freeze framed
Life stilled
Killed.
Mysterious mist surrounds the space
Between me and the sky
Flashing fairy lights transmit halo
Image Mary when Jesus was born
Angelic crown
I need to lie down!
The beginning of a short imaginative story!
(irony, sad humour, observation}
To be read aloud.
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Moaning Spec
Lived in a chick shed
but dreamt of becoming a Queen
She bought on the ‘peg’
Learnt how to dress
manipulate those unseen
Appeared on screen
Lapped up the cream
Only achieved second best
Hmmn what should she do?
Widen the view
Research the new
Spied a wandering Prince
Dreams could come true!
Working the fame
Using his name
Spec went out of view
Phew!
Baby arrived in a rush
everything went kaboosh
Princess Spec stamped bullied and screamed
leaned on the latest revues
But didn’t materialise her dream
centre of attention
Becoming A Queen!
Prince controlled
Spec specialised, created
celebrity escape
attempted to destroy the crown
Pushed herself very low down
Sad Prince entered the shed
and sat down
his crown fallen down
Royal seat now a low stool
Shoved in the hen shed.
Mark’s piece of art pierced my heart
Powerful, direct individuality
In control
Claws grip
Eyes glare
If you dare
Gaze upon a King.
Just dropping by
I miss you
Immeasurable
In time space
Gone in a blink
Drops of black ink
On pearl white.
Washed by the tide
Released
Grinds like the ocean
Gently lapping on the seashore
Sensitivity raw, soothed
relaxed, meditative hypnotic
Dramatically deceitful, shocking
Powerful waves dragging you
Down, drowning in sorrow
Can’t breathe.
Walk with me
for a while
Until
I am able to cry
Loved ones shimmer
The past hovers
Shadows by my side
So near so far
I know how you feel
No you do not
How can you possibly
know
My own agonising
Pain of loss.
The first of an impromptu meditation. If liked, use regularly. Heal and share. xxx
The second of my impromptu meditations while walking with Ziggy our rescued adopted greyhound. Heal and share. xxx
