Poems

My poems have come from extraordinay passions. I suppose I am a passionate person. I cry, laugh, swear and feel pain and happiness all in the same breath. I find the life within me is hungry for experience in any form. So I have not avoided pain or the wonders of pleasure that have lifted me to the promised land. So here they all are – my poems – my life – my love in its may forms – and my visions of the highest.

Perfume Landscapes

I was walking home Past a winter flowering shrub When the vista opened Of perfume landscapes. Then I wandered along Streets of fragrance, Exploring the bread shop And made hungry as the Restaurant fanned its Aroma around me....More

Lumpkin and the Magic Pouch

Lumpkin is a figure who appeared to me in a dream. Since then he has grown in importance for me. Now here is a full description of how he came into my life and the changes he wrought....More

Kimberly Calls You

My darling, I press into your world to help free you from the chains imprisoning you. You know they are there. You feel them when your world does not fully claim your attention. Memory comes like a gentle warm breeze. It carries the perfume of times when you were free, when you were part of all that...More

Kimberly

Kimberly loves you in a way you have not been loved before, with an unearthly passion. If I could say only one thing about Kimberly, that is what it would be. I hope you realise I mean it literally – that you realise someone who is beyond anything you have known a human person to be, exists and o...More

I Wake Again

One day I woke, And in waking I realised My life was a dream. Not the dream while we sleep. And it wasn’t me dreaming it. I don’t know how, But in the moment of waking, I glimpsed who, Or what, Was dreaming me....More

In the Beginning

I began to talk as LIFE, saying – But it is us human beings Who wrote all the holy books. All of the stories arose out of Me. All of the music, All the fears. All the possibilities of life Arose because I AM. Because I as humans Became self aware. Then all this wonderful Array of qualities aros...More

Glory Shone Around

And I had a dream – That glory shone around, Down from the skies. And a vision arose – A vision of great power, Energy pouring down Upon the Earth And on the people....More

Girl in the Wood

This is a place of dreams, and in a dream I met a maiden in the wood full of enchanment. And then the god Pan stood beside her and urged me on … but…...More

The Egg of Juno

Here was a wonderful dream I experienced. I woke in sleep and found myself in a strange place. It was not a country or environment I immediately recognized, and yet it was familiar to me, as if from long past times. And there were companions with me, men and women; and again they were familiar, yet ...More

DreamHawk

Listen and remember, For I am calling to you. But I have no mouth to form the words in your world. I exist beyond your body’s limitations. So I am always with you, yet seldom known. You and I meet under these difficult circumstances. Difficult because you have forgotten who I am, Even though it is...More

Calling Me

He told me one day that if I stood in the quietness that comes in the evening when the wind has dropped and the sun has warmed the earth, and if I listened, I would hear the whispers....More

Wild Pear Beach

Wild Pear Beach in North Devon is a magic place to be, with ancient legends attached to it. But this is about what I felt as I watched my young son and could see his promise....More

Why

People so want to connect with others, and yet there are massive walls that keep them apart. And very often I think that all that is need is for each person to reach across the gap....More

The Twin

At a certain period of my life I felt there was a lot of me that had never been born, and so it seemed like a shadowy twin....More

The Torture of Words

Although I have taught many people, being in front always seemed like a situation I wanted to be in, but at the same time wanted to escape from. A love and hate situation....More

The Plate

I was working with a writer as a writer. She was American and I British. So when she asked me if I was ready to stand at the plate I wasn’t sure what she meant....More

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