Guardian

Inspired by a direct message conversation this song was born.





Guardian  -  05 Dec 16

I stand before you

Watching

Protecting your thoughts

Always with you

Protecting you

In my cloak of darkness

My sword of stars in hand

Ready to be your guardian

Your protector

Your Knight of Night

Interesting how many thoughts come from seemingly random words or phrases.

Night Moves

This seems to be a new addition to the Chess Game" sequence.





Night Moves  -  31 Aug 16

The knights dance

Before the court

Intricate steps confusing

Onlookers not expecting

The shifts

Of tempo

In the darkness of night

Unexpected moves

Touch the passing figures

In the dance

A bishop gives his

Benediction

I hope I can take it further.

King's Willow

In the pre-dawn dark my mind sometimes wanders into places in which it played, in years long past.  I created a visual [graphite on paper] series called "Chess Game" and now, after all this time, this is the first poem version I have written.  Like the series of drawings this is almost completely "limite surréaliste"





King's Willow  -  03 Apr 14

Dark sky
Sun does not shine
Leaves shield my eyes
Rain days
Evening shatters
Shutters
Darkness
Woven kisses
Weave the night
With the day
One step at a time
Watch the knight
Canter past
Cries goodnight
In the morning light
Your Majesty
The board awaits
Withy woven
Stream the flow
And in the dark
Moves are made





I am rather pleased with the result.

Together

A little Love song to illustrate Togetherness.





Together  -  17 Dec 13

Remember
In the night
We are always together
Kisses tie us
Connect us
Blend us together
Touches
In the special ways
That has brought us together
Love
Has made it possible for us
To be completely together





Something special.~ just ... something special.

Passing Window

This came at a time when I was least expecting something to form.





Passing Window  -  12 Jul 13

A moment passes
Random thoughts
Scratch through 
The murk on the window
Let day enter

Night’s kiss
Knight’s dream
Passing from day
To night
Tonight

Night to
Bring dreams alive
Viewed through the
Open wound of the window
In the passing moment





Another limite surréaliste though it is rather more surreal than the others.