02 October 2007

Writing Late at night

writing late at night
dim torchlight in the tent

the pen in my right hand

mysteriously moves across

the page leaving ink marks

as it goes

my glasses put away i hold

the paper to my nose

hoping that i'll still be

able to read it in the light of day



[19 Aug 2007]

A glimpse of the moon

A glimpse of the moon
A radiant golden sphere

Settling down into the trees

As I head for my tent



[23 Aug 2007]

Bats flit

Bats flit
And the evening star rises

As we settle down

For bedtime stories



[23 Aug 2007]

The stream roars

The stream roars
like

the wind in the trees

or is it

the wind in the trees

All sounds of nature
singing one song



[22 Aug 2007]

How to capture that feeling in words?

How to capture that feeling in words?
Everything's OK.
She'll be right mate!
No worries!
No problem!
Everything in its place.
Mountains are just mountains.
Body and mind at ease.

Just a glimpse of a moment,
Being present.


[22 Aug 2007]

100 people

100 people barely known
Alone

As always

At peace



[22 Aug 2007]

Drums beat

Drums beat while
The moon struggles

To break free of the oak

And the evening star winks



[22 Aug 2007]

Walking together

Walking together
Song and dance on the hill fort

The melancholy nature of being human



[22 Aug 2007]

Memories of Tess

A dream of dancing,
Music and bodies,
Filling the space.
And Tess.

Dancing!
Dancing!
Dancing!

A flame of life.


[20 Aug 2007]

The sting of the smoke

the sting of the smoke
the warmth of the embers

the crackle of the flames
the fire speaks to me
and i listen



[19 Aug 2007]

Not feeling the need

not feeling the need
to attend scheduled activities

i take the time

just to be


here



[19 Aug 2007]

As the stream roars

as the stream roars
under the starlight

all seems quiet



[19 Aug 2007]

A multitude

a multitude of stars above
black trees around

the stream roars



[19 Aug 2007]

A low moon

A low moon glimpsed above
The silhouette of trees

Lining our field

Heralds the onset of the night


Soon joined by the evening star

Venus always there

The screeches and calls of an owl

Over the gush of the stream

So many stars above



[19 Aug 2007]