O’ Bag a Bones

O’ Bag a Bones O’ bag a bones does thou lie t’ me? Now I recognise thee on waking, thee I Know, Does’t thou recognise waking me? O’ bag a bones thy life so fancy, thy story Well told, again and again thy rymes unfold, each Passing second, each fanciful hour thy Tale weaves anotherContinue reading “O’ Bag a Bones”

Entrances & Exits

Tell me Mr. Doorman, what shall I pay you To keep the world at bay? The other world, That other place, you know which one I mean. Tell me Mr. Gatekeeper, what fee must I pay to let me pass this way? A long Forbidden path, you know the one I mean. © David R.Continue reading “Entrances & Exits”

Time

Time Has no edges, stacked, unstacked, leave behind, Now moving ahead, we flow unconsciously. No way to change direction, we imagine other Paths, dream in vain of other happier times. Onward tumbling we go, no rest or pause, A parachutist’s committed descent, body And soul, until Death adds a final full-stop, Untwined once more, tinyContinue reading “Time”

Big Blue Yonder

Big Blue Yonder You hope to meet me in a distant heavenly tomorrow; A kettle starts to boil. You catch a glimpse of my face in the moon and stars; Letters drop through the door. You call for me in your darkest, loneliest hours; My shirt it smells fresh, newly washed. You find brief respiteContinue reading “Big Blue Yonder”

Cafe Style

Cafe Style Blind rules didn’t necessarily Mean too much to him, he skiffled And shuffled up and down the stairs. His rough worn manual labour hands, Are gripping, floating, rubbing, flirting With polished grained wooden rail. He seldom looked down, his sure Falling feet finding their usual Well rehearsed home trodden place. © David R.Continue reading “Cafe Style”

Winter Reeds

The Words Come Softly The words come softly; At the break of the day. The words come softly; And speak of fears they want to slay. The words come softly; Union is forever they say. The words come softly; Who’s words, who’s thoughts come today? The words come softly; When Spirit comes our way. TheContinue reading “Winter Reeds”