when you look from your tranquillity
what do you see
does it make words worth singing
love worth living
life worth giving
so to gaze
reflections of whoever’s ways
do breath the air
that lives could share
send hearts to bear
here are the days, laughter and blue
just passing through
a spell, a rhyme
this mountain to climb
the gift of time
one day, might look so high
consider where and why
and absorb the years
know this disappears
wipe the tears
©27th November 2010 Hey Hey
Saturday, 27 November 2010
Saturday, 20 November 2010
that sparkle in your eye
though that smile
is your joy
and the stillness
is your peace
the fire
is that sparkle in your eye
though the answers
are perplexing
and the reasons
so surreal
the enigma
is that sparkle in your eye
though your journey
seems so far
and the path
of elusive fare
the reward
is that sparkle in your eye
though changes
are the cost to live
and each day
brings its different trials
the constant
is that sparkle in your eye
©20th November 2010 Hey Hey
is your joy
and the stillness
is your peace
the fire
is that sparkle in your eye
though the answers
are perplexing
and the reasons
so surreal
the enigma
is that sparkle in your eye
though your journey
seems so far
and the path
of elusive fare
the reward
is that sparkle in your eye
though changes
are the cost to live
and each day
brings its different trials
the constant
is that sparkle in your eye
©20th November 2010 Hey Hey
Wednesday, 17 November 2010
secrets in tinderboxes
where goes the unmannerly world of days
and how did the masquerade begin
might beauty have unseemly ways
be gold a mere vermeil herein
has time an essence or is memory staid
can hunger hone an edge on passing plight
when gone the stage where be the role played
will all of this revealed, an alchemist’s delight
should quicksand take creation, reabsorb
could cycles reinvent what once was true
or do all motes remain the secrets of this orb
in tinderboxes, held against their will, like you
©17th November 2010 Hey Hey
and how did the masquerade begin
might beauty have unseemly ways
be gold a mere vermeil herein
has time an essence or is memory staid
can hunger hone an edge on passing plight
when gone the stage where be the role played
will all of this revealed, an alchemist’s delight
should quicksand take creation, reabsorb
could cycles reinvent what once was true
or do all motes remain the secrets of this orb
in tinderboxes, held against their will, like you
©17th November 2010 Hey Hey
narrative
with a fresh quill
dipped into the ink of my life
heavenly red
turned into worldly blue
to compose
a story of warmest sand
in sparkling sun
of the highest midday
here
chapters surrender
light to cobalt
where moon and dreams
unite as love
a singularity
without contemplation
or endeavour
and mindful
that fiction does not end
a solitude, perplexed
is future
without reason
maybe satisfaction
can be words
as generations pass
©2010 Hey Hey
dipped into the ink of my life
heavenly red
turned into worldly blue
to compose
a story of warmest sand
in sparkling sun
of the highest midday
here
chapters surrender
light to cobalt
where moon and dreams
unite as love
a singularity
without contemplation
or endeavour
and mindful
that fiction does not end
a solitude, perplexed
is future
without reason
maybe satisfaction
can be words
as generations pass
©2010 Hey Hey
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