A Selection of Poems

A crystal society,

all facets of truth,

sharing love, pain

life and being.

Each a divine 

             root.



The sun

      my son,

a ray of hope

or endless rays,

                ways

to grope through

the dark corrirdors

     of life

Love, you are

   my golden 

                  days,

bright with the 

                 sun

soft with the

            moon

give me little

               clues

so I can follow

       your ways.

Why am I me

and not you?

Beautiful, Tall,

straight in all

               you do

Seas beneath

 the oceans of stars.

forever rolling

forever forgiving,

grinding at all

on the historical

            shores

It´s raining stars

showers of Joy

against the crystal 

            clear sky

or is it just a frame 

plucked from a dark

                       night.

Days, hours or

merely Time, 

     drifting around,

linking like a 

mechanical Heart

All that is good

          and sound.

Leaves

 blinking light onto 

my face

as they filter the

sun´s gaze - 

a sun eager to share

its bright and 

cheerful ways.

Is the distance

  between you and

                     me

Just a thought,

A thought holding 

          miles

condenscing them

                     to hours,

according to the

            dictates of Time

The Light,

      the newness,

The bright shadow

     of the soul,

Prising through

 the heavy unseen

            walls

which surround

         the heart.

The restless moon,

The deepening blood

red sun!

Oh, why can´t life

Just be fun?

The petals

  wither

and we know

  not why,

why do pretty 

things have

to die?

The clouds 

     cumulus

white and telling

      of events

yet locked within

The prism of Time

The world is as

small as an ant´s 

                   leg

and the Earth as

round as his head

so you´d better be

kind to ants.

The ornate fields

plagued by loose

              blooms

One to flourish

       one to be doomed.

As the grind of nature

makes its decision.