Black earth roots

Her roots planted firmly within him,
the black earth,
delving into past history,
hardened by temper and frustrations,
nothing more pleasant than her elation,
patient dedication,
her branches a healthy dark green,
soaking on his nutrition,
saplings grow beneath the canopy,
only the surface many see,
below remains solidarity,
sheltering youth,
take their place,
shifting silhouettes,
slowly she retreats,
continuing to guide and nourish,


Clean air and water droplets,
still morning, fresh blue sky,
a sunrise warming,
the lay of the land,
soft palm of her hand,
bed hair,
loving stare,
a reason to rise,
sensitive surprise,
rugged garden of colour,
Spring awaits,
tenderness of early encounters,
endures the familiarity,

Current form


My poem - Current form

Cracks appear in the sea,

universal might,
flashes of light,
current forms,




Briefly with music,
some time in paintings,
moments in film,
though grasping,
expression cannot describe,
emotion cannot thank you,

Dark wood staff

Dark wood staff

Solid dark wood,
polished and understood,
remnants of moments long ago,
freshly dropped snow,
falling without a sound,
a queen freshly crowned,
shaping with beauty,
a strong sense of duty,
people working their best,
sleeping sound during their rest,
colour that never fades,
blood red,
darker years,
carved with kindness,
a solid shape,
golden flakes,
defining the outline,
watching whales,
under northern lights,
shaken from resentment,
dark wood staff,
silencing a wicked laugh,


Torrent and tide

Time and Tide
Torrent and tide,
changing form,
years of devotion,
passion and emotion,
giving and taking,
we are just awaking,
an unforeseen point of view,
a hidden clue,
an unspoken message,
secret transmission,
control and precision,
finally reaching a decision,
stepping aside,
for torrent and tide,
shaping and guiding,
while still deciding,