Unashamedly a Love Poem




my love is not like the dawn
when birds
dew-eyed
thrill to sing
so not like spring


and he is not bold day
where chariots charge
and warriors run
so not like sun


and he is not night
there stars wink wise
old gurus with the moon
in lapsed mystery
so not like winter eerie


he is hush of dusk
at deepest glow
like leaves in wind & water
with him i quiet flow
he's that sigh of gold
in autumn slow

ballad of my youth

ill winds tangle tresses
my heart all twisted through
with thorns
jaded eyes flash truth and lies
bud-heart bleeds where hate is born
i skitter up to fling the stars

my black affairs with chocolate bars

a waif now wife
who despaired of life
a broken soul her heart with holes
rascal and scallywag
unholy dysfunctional ragbag
now set on holy joy of fire
rescued from the worldly mire
the master's bard
a child of God
and queen of grace
that God, i say, who has
a face

the Grand Belong

days fray

commercial chess

conquers Earth

even trees

ever-green

despair of air

i stay in quietus of

God in whom

there is no end

but only deep and

deeper still

to lose myself and all

my waspish will

Yes!  to sink

beyond the

wakeful world

slip and gleam

between the

shadows of the

Rocks

ah!  at last this

Jack-in-box

is stopped

what of those

Praying Hands

so bound?

i find a kneeling

more profound

keeling into space

that keeps me round

while hue-heart hymns

i weave in richly

silent sound

my heart sings up

to crest the air

i’m lost and

find myself

in shimmer tides

of prayer

such buzzy days,

all that heaves

lags and longs

all twitchings

wastrel words

tatty strips of song

are held to centre

burnished in the

Grand Belong

off the wall

by a.a. milne

dei gratia (careful christians, of the nasty word)

by grand grace
i leave behind
the human race
to jet among the stars
and kiss your face

again, this grace
my gravest gift
makes of me
by alchemy
a holy soul
from steamy shit

grace gripped me
by the scruff
i sprawled at that
despised cross
where nest of lies
and lusts
that clenched in fist
i clutched
became most
profitable loss

i burned beneath your
ember eyes
watched the blood
like rubies spill
bent
by grace
to breaking feet
and shaking
drank my fill

by grandest grace
i've left behind
the human race
to sit upon the stars
and kiss the God
who has a face