High Tide

At their promenade stalls 
Stand the merchants of time 
They'll sell you an hour or so 
It won't cost more than a dime 

But what will you do 
With those extra grains of sand 
Is it better to live in the now? 
To move on with the day at hand? 

The tide is coming in 
It's time for them to go 
The merchants pack their wares 
They follow the ebb and flow 

As the restless waves wash over 
Counting endless days of never 
Slowly the time merchants leave 
Effortlessly blending into forever

Aotea Beach, North Island, New Zealand

Astronomy

Thousands upon thousands
Spread out above
Twinkling and laughing
Messages sent from eons ago

Spheres of gaseous existence
Sprinkling the sky
Guides for the ancients
Burning up the night

Following their patterns
Created creatures cast away
Legends of battles and lost loves
Stories turned into myths

Following a half-moon
A mourning star rises
The night is over
Invisible suns shine on

Awakener

Iron out these wrinkles in time
Stolen away from the past
Can you keep a secret?
A story in your pocket
These ancient ways once ruled
And chaos paved the way
Taking chances every day
A choice for the future
Did you pay attention?
The implosions distract from sense
Once awoken we don’t look back

You can’t stop us now

What am I?

I am subconscious
I am feeling
I am real
I am like mortar
And like water
I can slip right through
Your fingers
I am ageless
I am me

More

Read the news its all fake
Swallow this info
Does it fulfil you?
As you go about your day
And at the end you need more
What will make you whole?
Do you feel it?
Wrap it around
Choke on it
Breathe into another life
To see, to strive, to touch
Just to keep yourself alive

Natural Instinct

Sounds of sorrow-stars swooping down to barren ground
The centre of the earth opens up to swallow them whole
Echoes of their message go out to those who listen
Following their goodbyes to all that is destined to be

And worlds return as the phoenix rises from the ashes
A paradox lying in wait for time’s grim reality
Will the sun ever set on that synthetic smile?
Those tears rain down creating pools of sadness

Denying our chance of stepping across this dimension
A vision of a void so carelessly created
The universe contemplates each insignificant moment
And shadows devour small subconscious lines

Launch a boat onto this river of inspiration
Floating down passing by rhymes and reason
Prophetic harmonies beckoning us on as one
Our origins are as simple as a seed of truth

We follow this natural instinct to the end

Wanderings

This desolate and broken place
A haunting echo of a dream
Reminiscent of another time
Where no one hears you scream
Observing the deep shallows
Fog swirling above the trees
Atoms of chaos colliding
In the memories of our needs
So swallow it down
This attempt to shut it out
And when the time comes
There’ll be no chance to doubt

Fragments

Fragments of a dream
Following a sign
Beneath the doubting moon
Echoing in rhyme
A sense of loss awoken
Too late to start again
Give it a chance
Nothing left to remain
Whispers to the stars
Falling down to earth
Burnt up in the reality
Find out what its worth

Signal

Looking out of the skylight 
Secret whispers of the clouds 
Bringing the past to light 
As the shadows disappear 

Looking out over the sea 
Something on the horizon 
Beckoning, to guide me 
And leave the past behind 

Looking for further clues 
Something in the surrounds 
Blinded by what to choose 
A new way, a new chance

Land of the Pioneers

This sacred land
Of snow and forest
Green hills and valleys
And mists that cling
Still the echoes sound
Ancestors’ voices
Painting their new lives
With the land as canvas
Handing down stories
Carving out traditions
Creating their memories
Weaving their journey