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.

__________________

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