Seeing the new green of Spring;
Hearing sounds of the forest;
Crunching of snow underfoot;
The smell of earth after rain;
Cool touch of breeze on hot skin;
Heartfelt bonds of belonging.
Poetry
Marvellous light
In the midst of dank intestinal twists,
A fetid cavernous abyss lies, where
Forgotten rheumy eyed daemons languish.
In the gloom, glowering grotesque gremlins
Grab ghostly globules from around a tomb.
Glistening silver threads of ectoplasm,
Crisscross overhead caught in pinprick shafts
Of moonlight. Crystalline walls emit a
Faint rose pink light, gently pulsing, adding
Incorporeal warmth to the womb like room.
Rise from the depths of despair, grasp the flame
Within, shine it on the sinuous path,
Marvel in the power of inner light.
(c) Robert Jones 2013, All Rights Reserved
Grains of creation
Everything connected through energy,
Atoms linked include the seen and unseen,
What has past, what is now and what will be,
Particles joined, grains of creation.
(c) Robert Jones 2013, All Rights Reserved
Picture credit: Hubble Heritage Team (AURA/STScI/NASA/ESA)
What’s going on?
9:30pm early to bed, yawning, tired
1:45am wide awake, tossing, turning
5:00am heater, clicks, ignites, whirring
7:00am late out of bed, yawning, tired
(c) Robert Jones 2013, All Rights Reserved
Full stop
Walking away
Running towards
Moving aside
Gliding aloft
Circling downwards
Rolling around
Cruising beyond
Flying above
Jumping beneath
Skipping along
Crawling inside
Swimming below
Sitting alone
(c) Robert Jones 2013, All Rights Reserved
Picture taken by HG, Melbourne
Enough?
Alone, I seek out company,
When in a crowd I welcome space.
In heat of the day I long for cool,
When the night chills I look for warmth.
Tired, I gratefully go to bed,
When I’m away I yearn for home.
(c) Robert Jones 2013, All Rights Reserved
Winter show
Drifting, floating on the breeze,
Come to rest high in the trees.
Sitting soft, held aloft,
Among the gold, falling leaves,
Gentle gust; limp ribbon weaves.
Relief from grey; colours glow,
Sad to see them deflate, slow.
Once a joy filled play toy:
Red; yellow; pink; orange; green;
Rainbow hues can still be seen.
(c) Robert Jones 2013, All Rights Reserved
Earthbound spirit
Sprit’s free to wander?
Belief keeps order.
Mysteries to ponder?
Gravity keeps order.
Earthbound spirit, let go,
Seek out the blue yonder.
Ask or you’ll never know!
(c) Robert Jones 2013, All Rights Reserved
Time Lapse
Even changing the linens is now a chore
Due to ever increasing shadows
And mobility issues galore
Where once I moved with agility and grace
Now body movements are slow and thoughtfully paced
I will not name these age old developments
For to do so would just slow me more
The moral of this tale is clear —
Turn your back on Time
And hope He neglects to be near
Yours…
I stand in the light
For only you… to see,
I write of the stars
And the whispers of
The wind…
For you…
So you can hear…
What my heart speaks,
I paint pictures
Of my passion so
You can feel my passion
So you can feel
Just how much my
Body aches for you,
Even with all my fears
You made me believe with the
Love you showed me…
You are the beholder of the key to my heart,
To my love…
With my loyalty and devotion,
And I know what your heart speaks
Beats…
Maybe we fear love
Just the same…
But I believe…
Mi Corazon is
Yours…
theINFP 