Many Years Ago

uniform, cradled desire

transfigurative deceptive, reliance

who do you see when you stroke the night and wish upon her that all is to be 'well'

a glass chalice glistened under my palm said that I could stare into your heart

as motions kiss beckons on my lips she who called upon me

back in the wind of my grace I see I fell unto you

when time rolled and transcended mirrored ghosts 

give you say, be freed from the anxieties of your awakened existence

move forth into the battle zone, paced not for war but for joy

I'm sat here alone surrounded by a brilliant white light a love so bright

is it time to go but no I sit here not to see the day end but feel a rapture

could it have lasted an eternity?

friendship, family does not dwell on the lips it suffers in the gullet

Slipping Through My Hands

Honing into a fletched clumbered path 

shown a mysterious moment in time

how confused was I

at the things waiting for me

being mine, confused again at this underlying, event

a sprocket loaded full of repent in your phone

do you feel like talking to my face

turning away as loss becomes frequent

slipped through my hands...

can be extremely painful

losing someone

even more so

when that somebody

just so happened, to be you.

No denial in the hands of the wolf

or your desire to lay with a hay stack

let me hold you one more time

once more dance to our shared lives

a life that is ready to accept

slipped through the cracks

had to turn back

found you lying still

loss of light from eyes

burning passion wipes away secret tears

where do you go?

bowed at the knight

Gabriel, "bless her with delight"

no more, slipped into the blight.

Consider reading this poem, powerful words.


Our solar system is surrounded by a giant bubble, about 1000 light years in diameter.

Ripply jugular fluff 
lucid reddish thin
pocket stashing magnet 
phase light

The universe is so big that we cannot see it all. We live in a solar system, with the sun at the center. Once upon a time it was believed to be the center of the universe. Did you ever watch a space movie and wonder, what if? It is great to dream of the unknown, although it can be a bit unnerving.

No matter what you think you know about life, you will always discover more, outside of your own bubble. There can be hope and there can be faith and courage, triumph in the hour of our darkest of moments, light in the most deepest recesses of the paradox of our lives. I say to you, do not fear one another, do not fear love. In your hearts you are eternally connected, and in your mind, individually crafted so as to be able to love each other in your own way.

In the solace of space and time, where no wind or dirt shall befall you, be immersed into passionate existence. Grab the universes energy, and harness it for good. Have in your hearts the love that you want to give to another. I want you to know, that you are able to be forgiven, and to forgive.

You are Life!

I keep coming across posts on Linkedin that talk about progressing in life at your own pace. Rather than abiding by the ‘system’ that states you need to cross certain milestones at a particular age.

Example; raised to attend school and graduate at 16. You head off to college until 18 or 19. Then you go into an apprenticeship, work or further study at university. You then work until you reach the mid-life crisis where you sit in the park wearing a Hawaii shirt, black shades, drinking a Coors light and tripping balls on mushrooms. (sounds like Billy McBride from Goliath). You then ‘exist’ in the same career until you begin to shrivel like a prune and become stiff in the joints, unable to get up to take a p***. You reach retirement if you have survived this far. You have a poor savings account, barely enough to do much other than wait for your time to come. You have children who are far away and don’t really care about you anymore. You then lose your partner. You then come to realise you have either a) wasted your life working or b) not done enough and not explored earth enough.

In other words, regret. Regret can seep in before you reach that final part, the last act of life. You could change if you were 20 again. You’d do things differently. You would rather waste the days and sit in your own filth and self-obsession than making the most of that retirement. Many do. Wealth, the biggest divide in the world. Those with big accounts do more and those with less…you get the picture.

But a person – an individuals happiness, is not measured by wealth. In fact, people rate their happiness based on the people around them and how connected they feel. So, you can say that happiness is subjective. You either are or you aren’t.

If you could travel to the future and see what life will be for you, would you come back and then embark upon that path? It’s up to you. If you could go back in time and do it again, knowing what you have already done, would you repeat those things?

There is no time. If you begin to believe this simple concept, you will better be able to achieve whatever you want. Happiness? No problem. Wealth? No problem. Both share a common theme: effort, motivation, determination, ambition, courage, faith and acceptance.

  1. You need to put the effort in towards the goal you want to achieve. You could be 20, you could be 50. Energy expended is toward that goal.
  2. Motivation, without it you would not get up in the morning or try and better yourself everyday. You are motivated to achieve that goal. You feel refreshed motivating others or seeing their success.
  3. Determination. You want to reach that goal and achieve what you set out to achieve because you know that you can and that nothing can stop you. You are good enough. There is no rush. Those who take it slowly and efficiently are likely to have a strong house at the end.
  4. Ambition gives us a sense of self purpose. We are ambitious because we want to be seen as good, hardworking people. This is the only one on the list which I would say; don’t worry where you set your aim. If you have a dream or desire, the only things holding you back are low self-esteem or doubt.
  5. Courage to live another day, the courage to embark on your own journey. Don’t be afraid. You will not go far if you are afraid. Being aware of potential issues is good, but anxiety is a huge energy drain!
  6. Faith in yourself and God (if you believe) will give you a sense of purpose. Have faith that you are good enough, that you are better than your best self. Without faith you have nothing.
  7. Finally, acceptance, one of the highest states of being. I accept myself, therefore I accept others. Learn to love yourself and accept how you have been born into the world. Accept opportunities and friendships…you will go far if you both believe and accept in yourself.

How do you feel about your life? Do you feel happy? Is there something in your heart you are yet to set out to achieve?

There is no moment like the present. Remember time does not exist (in this perspective). That means you are not ahead or behind. You are here now and achieving (hopefully) something you want to achieve.

I saw the golden gates
And began to feel my own fate
And the ball was rolling
We were falling
Sinking and rising
Into the abyss
Coming out with bliss.

This Life ~ Grand Finale

This life, a curse so beautiful,
A handful of roses,
Whirling seas of fortune,
The end currents of time,
Your hopelessly surreal soul,
A crying new-born,
Elephant tusk on wall,
Earth globe seen from afar,
Tears running down your cheeks,
Falling off your feet,
This beautiful life.
As I breathe life into you,
Full blooming fields,
Rain through sunlight,
Night burn day,
Your hand on your heart,
Do it your way.
Each breathe a stone,
Cast to the seas,
Please let the suffering benign.
As I slowly drift away,
My mind latches onto the hallway, of memories,
Slipping passioned existence into the river,
As I lay dying.
Nothing to be frightened,
Was a mere dream,
Illusionary fantasy,
Waking from that slumber,
Crashing waves,
Screeching crows,
Watch it all go,
To the river.
This life,
A life so fragile,
A gifted surprise.
Hellish torment,
Nothing left to say,
They’ll never truly change their ways,
In this life.
Your life, my nightmare,
Seen the seeds planted deep from birth,
Grown adolescence,
Pained youth,
Traumatically boring life…
Passive existence,
In this life.
Even if you watch the sun rise over the mountains,
Or the moon dwindle behind cold lanterns,
You’ll never truly know,
This life,
This lie,
A weeping sorrowful existence,
Pained for you and I.
In this life,
This fight which seems to take all night,
Leaving you with nothing,
No ambition or delight,
Just a sagging wrinkled foresight.
Is this the end of heartache?
Is the way we seal our fate?
When darkness falls.
Grow old with dignity,
In this life,
Frail bones are scattered cosmic remains,
Remains of a day to be seen.
This fire burns, and embers rise…
Hold onto that light,
Your light so, so bright,
It could cast all the demons from your life,
Let the right one inside,
Take stead, look around,
Wake up in bed,
In this life.

“Insert inspirational quote,” she says.
“This Life.”
Resume transmission,
Temporary mission,
Through space and time,
Your heart becoming more kind,
Battling the entwined faith,
In your soul.
A turquoise ember,
Spilt sorrow on your chest,
An empty regret.
And who could of thought that all that existed,
And all that you felt and enjoyed,
All that will be and all that ever was…
Was just passing by.
Lucky to taste the salt air,
Lucky to feel the skin,
Lucky to hear the cries,
Fortunate enough to embrace the tides,
Crushing waves of yesterdays…mistakes.
Look up and spot the sun,
Absolutely fortunate enough to have done,
No amount of time can take that away,
No amount of disease or hurt can take that love from your life,
No amount of anger can make things…right.
This life,
Sorrowful existence,
Passioned existence,
Trillions of lightyears toward the blackhole,
Millions of light words towards your soul.
Open up and chase your dream,
Doesn’t really matter what it all means,
Because this life so faint,
Fleeting and merely spiralling out of control,
Is all you will ever know.
He holds her hands. “This life so beautiful, your face the glow of an angel.”
She reciprocates. “Your heart so courageous, strong enough to carry on.”
Day is winding down,
Setting sun,
Burned fun,
Left out…to dry.
Can’t keep running from,
Thousands of miles a day,
Looking in the mirror,
I’m calling it a day.
Thanks for reading. It is my hope that we can make something very unique, but it needs the help of all you fantastic readers.
I would like you to contribute some words about life toward this poem. I will post those comments below the writing. It is my aim to collage a lot of life perspectives to make this a grand finale piece.