Bucket and spade
Tools of the trade
Excitement wells
Pebbles and shells
Driftwood seaweed
Nature’s gifts indeed
For now they stand
Upon the land
Castles of sand
Made by thy hand
Poetry
Wednesday
Motivation’s flagging, body’s dragging,
Gravity’s a reminder who’s in charge.
Brain’s lagging, too sluggish, unresponsive,
Interactions a drain on my reserves.
Inertia seems too great to overcome,
Solo downtime is needed to recharge.
Be kind to myself to see the result:
Stimulate life’s force; divert where needed;
Power’s pulsating; synapses arcing;
Extremities tingling; move with lightness.
Humanity – renewable resource.
Even though the world has whirled on around me this week, my energy levels have been at an all time low 😦
Still life
Fronds gently flutter,
Flames dancing, gutter.
In old Lloyd Loom chair,
Friends sit, chat and share.
Tone’s light/dark but calm.
Time passes, no alarm.
Relax and remain
Enjoyed? Come again!
Beneath
There is nothing wrong with beneath.
Sometimes I prefer to dwell here
Among earthly things to amuse,
Running the risk of being caught
In tangled grip of undergrowth.
Too much to distract and let go,
Impeding my return aloft.
Inner light shines through the darkness,
Showing me the way to rejoin
The path, to soar above again.
Joy:
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.
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
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