Playing With the Moon

I looked out of my window as I was setting the futon and...





Playing With the Moon - 30 Sep 09

Through cracks in the clouds
The moon smiles down
And invites me to play
"Grandmother's footsteps"





Nothing more to say really - I'm off to play.

Snare

One of my poems that portrays a potential lover as a dangerous being. It happens occasionally but not that often, happily.





Snare - 06 Sep 02

Darling
She said
We were meant for each other

But I felt
My own truth
Lay somewhere else
Along a different path

She tried to ensnare me
In a web
Of her lies

But I knew
That my life
Was opening in a different way
From hers

She tried to hold me
In her claws
Bind me to her

But
My soul said this is not real
You can leave
So I went my own way

She said I love you
Please stay
I can give you...

But her voice
Faded away, lost on the breeze
Her talons blunted
On my midnight dreams

And then in freedom
I moved on
To drink the dew of a new dawn





A fairly old poem but it still has power.

Lost Shadows

Another little poem - at least this one is new, written today.





Lost Shadows - 28 Sep 09

Grey upon grey,
Sunlight filtered
Through heavy cloud
Lost shadows,
Hunting for someone
To cast them,
Wander across the land





Inspired by the scene outside my window and it is getting darker too...

Opposites Attract

Going back in time again, now to 1997 for another of my love songs.





Opposites Attract - 08 Nov 97

I am
The song
Singing softly
Touching the stars

You are
My shadow side
We play together
In our private darkness

I am
The writer
Of the words
The charmer of the soul

You are
The one who would dance
With the spirit
In the great uncertainty

I am
The singer in the night
The dancer in the rain
Happy being outside the pain

You are
The one who listens
To the words, and cries
In the sadness

We are
The ones who love together
Dance together, move together,
Love together, are together





A love poem with a slightly dark side, how often in life does this happen too?

Rain

A change in the mood again, delving into the fairly recent past for this offering.





Rain - 11 Nov 00

Once upon a midnight strange
I listened to the rain.
I listened to the rain
Cascading down my window
Talking to the trees
Singing in the stream
Duets in the watery symphony
On the rocky way to the sea.

In the unexpected darkness
After the fullness of the moon
I contemplate the changes
And listen to the rain





Change to the mood? I will probably get back to the hopeless romantic state before too long, I rather miss it.

Moonset

Another short poem while I think...





Moonset - 01 Feb 04

There in the west
A waxing moon
In full sail
Across an ocean of cloud





I can feel a new poem growing and I hope that it emerges soon.

Waking

A new poem, born yesterday, but it has it's roots somewhen in the past - I cannot reveal exactly when without revealing some of my life, I am not prepared to do that...yet.





Waking - 23 Sep 09

You have woken in me
Something that has slumbered
For too long
And I had almost forgotten
The name

The memory, still fragrant
Had been hiding
Frightened, in case of
Disillusion
Or rejection
Remained hidden
Even for me

Now your light
Shone into the dark recesses
Of memory and time
Have shown there is no need
For fear

It wakes, I wake
And we come out to see you
Again





I wasn't certain about posting this poem but I feel that it works...what do you think?

Starlings

Another little offering today...a senryū from 1992





Starlings - 08 Nov 92

Wind blown leaves descend
From leafless trees to feed on
Cast-out bread. Starlings.

Image via Wikipedia

Just a little autumn image...poem and picture [shame the photo isn't mine, though I am working on that too]

I Will Fly

Now just posting one of a series of little poems each day.





I Will Fly - 03 Nov 97

I will fly
On wings of wind
With the autumn leaves
Across the moon





Little poems - just because I am feeling lazy and I have a few other things to think about.

Evening Visions

Just a tiny poem for today.





Evening Visions - 25 Jun 09

Fractured cloud
Letting random streams
Of sunlight
Through
Onto the world




Small but quite effective, I think.