Mountain View

Mountain song of green

Reach for notes of sky-bright blue

Wispy white on high

Foretell the melody of dew

Dancing drops of life

Rest upon the floor-bed leafed

Circling breeze move freely

Like a story-sword, unsheathed

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The music of creation

A harmony of song

Dancing breeze of freedom

Lifts the lifeless to the throng

A story rich in colour

Paints a picture, plain in view

The vista bright or shadowed

Long-attended, or brand new

26/5/2018

Goodbye

Strolling past, we stop and chat

I’m riding out, you’re riding back

Weed my garden, seek my good

Work on the farm, helped ‘cause you could

 

You ask about my younger charges

Neighbours help with tasks the hardest

Sorting out the shed of heartbreak

Eased you, some, of all my heart ache

 

Chatting, walking, get to know

As neighbours, friends, then off we’d go

Meeting up, and passing by

Now tears are all that fill my eye

Goodbye

 

Gina Marie – 8/4/2018

The Mark

You are the mark!

Not some, else standard set.

It’s you we’re to aim for,

Not a task to be met.

As arrows you formed us,

Your quiver to fill,

Then released from your bow

Manoeuvred with skill.

It’s the breath of you,

Carrying with lift, dip and curve;

The darts gliding with purpose

T’ward the one whom they serve.

Fletching in place,

To spin and to stay;

Head of the arrow,

Formed and fit for each play.

Initial design and form, ne’er a change,

On the journey to bow,

Fit for this one arranged.

Fletching and head,

Both with end-goal in mind,

Each one’s journey-story

Determines each one in kind.

Form us and frame us,

The journey, you know.

The mark is your presence,

We’re ready to go.

Breath of life,

When we drop, lift us to soar

Till etern’ly embedded

Deep in your core.

1-2/4/2018

Good Friday 2018

Blood Red

Bright Red Blooms

Blood red shines brightest – by light of day

White and clean – in the sunlight’s rays

Without the night, there is no day

Day brings hope, when night comes our way

In Sunlight's Rays

White Flowers in the Morning Sun

Darkness hides – a coverlet

In light exposed – a life well lit

A cover shifts, and slides, and slips

And light awaits – to come to grips

With all that’s hidden, oppressed and weak

 

To bring pow’r, relief, and sweet release

Light of Day

Bench shadowed beneath a tree, morning sun ready to break through

30/3/2018

A Heart Sustained

Though pricked and squeezed, pierced and sliced

And even torn asunder;

A heart sustained can beat again

In strength as bold as thunder

 

Inner strength depleted

Internal resource spent

Outside working from within

Enabling life extant

 

Hope is only hopeful

With certainty assured

Repair brought only by sustainer;

Sole provision to endure

 

Designed and planned in foresight

In foresight – healed, restored, sustained

Supple vigour, from scars and healing

Wrought and fashioned; formed through pain

 

Life-giver and sustainer – Grace,

Bearing scars which stem from pain

Is only hope that my life’s sentence,

Will continue on – sustained

 

7/5/2017

Jewelsmith – Catherine the Jeweller

A Heart Pierced

Assumed I, you would not see me

This, for us, not the pain to be

But stabbing, piercing agony

At tries to sever the heart and soul of thee

 

Eating, sleeping, snuggling you

A people’s person; loyal, true

Though you will seek to please, retain

They will puncture you, to stay the same

 

Affection will your offer be

To those who will not ever see

Your insight and your contribution

Dismissed, unseen, is your confusion

 

Loving, you will love complete

But many will not save a seat

A pierce-ed heart with bloody stain

Like mine, you will sometime sustain

 

4/12/2016

A Heart Squeezed

Revisit a potential loss

To manage, will expect of course

With loss confirmed, it’s no surprise

This time ready, more the wise

 

Feeding fast, though sleep eludes

Enthusiasm, but holding wounds

No praising, hugging, teaching for

This one, will even any score

 

Assured of self, from day of birth

At home assured of all her worth

But other’s insecurities – and need for all conformity

Will squeeze, compress my heart with ease

 

To know your value and your worth

While others doubt, you yourself birth

Your own heart knows compression’s squeeze

As stifled, thwarted you’ll not be pleased

 

4/12/2016