The very word itself is inspiring; it conjures up in my mind a world of infinite wonders that I can only marvel at. Wonders that my head remind me that nature does not revolve around me, but around a vast universe of possibility. For whether I acknowledge it or not, Mother Nature and all her diverse energies will continue to exist long after I have evaporated into the sand of earthly time. She will continue to vibrate at her own frequency ever evolving and enhancing her beauty until she metamorphosis into the star she is meant to be.
The poems and writings on this site and within my books are purposely simple and are meant as building blocks to deeper thoughts (yours not mine). They are reminders of things that in time have been overlooked or forgotten.
Please accept these little ramblings as signposts to the world you might have left behind in the innocence of yesterday
Remembering This Place Oct 2024.
REMEMBERING THIS PLACE
SPENT FLOWERS IN THEIR SLUMBERS
DROOP AGAINST THE SOIL
EXHAUSTED FROM THEIR EFFORTS
THROUGH SUMMER THEY HAVE TOILED
THE TREES IN SILENT WHISPERS
CAST LEAVES UPON THE GRASS
ANSWERING THE VOICES
THAT SAY THIS SUMMERS PAST
SHRUBS WITH SEEDS ABANDONED
DIG DEEP INTO THE GROUND
WHILE AUTUMN WINDS IN CONCERT
DANCE EACH BOUGH AROUND
THE CLOUDS OBSCURE THE DAYLIGHT
CONFUSING LIGHT AND SHADE
AS IF THE SHOW IS OVER
AND ARTISTS MUST BE PAID
LIKE A THEATRE THAT IS EMPTY
NO SOUND OF LIFES APPLAUSE
JUST THE COMING WINTER
THAT KNOCKS UPON THE DOOR
THIS PLACE IS FULL OF MEMORIES
WHERE LAUGHTER RULED THE DAY
NOW GIVEN WAY TO SLEEPING
UNTIL THE SPRING DISPLAY
REMEMBERING THIS SUMMER
IS JUST A VACANT DREAM
FOR PAST IS PAST FOREVER
AND SOMETHING THAT HAS BEEN
Native American & Outside The Now
Two Poems for two weeks…
NATIVE AMERICAN….
DANCING BRAVES
FROM NATURES WOMB
WITH GENTLE SIGHS
AND HAUNTING TUNES
YOU RODE THE PLAINS
WHERE EAGLES SOARED
WHILE CHASING DREAMS
THAT ARE NO MORE
WITH TOTEM POLES
THAT TOUCHED THE SKY
BENEATH THE STARS
EACH NIGHT YOU’D LIE
TO WATCH THE CLOUDS
CARESS THE MOON
AS SEASONS WANDERED
IN GRATEFUL PLUME
THE CAMPFIRE AMBER
WOULD CHASE THE AIR
WHILE ALL AROUND
WOULD PRAISE THE BEAR
BUT HE LIKE YOU
WAS PUSHED ASIDE
SO PICKET FENCES
COULD RESIDE
NO MORE THE BUFFS
WHERE FREE TO ROAM
NOW CAME THE CATTLE
TO TAKE THEIR HOME
BUT GOLDEN SPIRIT
KNOWS YOUR PLIGHT
AND HOPES ONE DAY
TO MAKE THINGS RIGHT
FOR YOU SWEET NATURES JOY
Outside the now
Sometimes while I’m in motion
I step outside the now
Reflecting on the universe
And wondering where and how
The stars they go in daytime
The moon it disappears
And why the trees in forests
Play noises in my ears
Why do the restless oceans
Keep beating on the shore
And why do tiny snowflakes
Make patterns on the floor
What makes the smiles on faces
At times just disappear
And leave behind a teardrop
To wash away my fears
Why do a babies giggles
Make me glow inside
And when somebody scares me
Why do I want to hide
Why do I chase each moment
As if it were my last
Reflecting on my future
As it repeats my past
Why do I look to heaven
What do I think I’ll see
Maybe God and all his Angels
Just smiling down on me
Thought To Ponder – Power without wisdom collapses under it’s own weight – Horace
Music on You Tube – Wandering Star – Lee Marvin
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Last week I met people I had not seen for 23 years and a few hours in their company cannot tell me enough of what has happened in their lives. But we parted with smiles from remembered moments from the past. REUNION WITH THE GRACE OF TIME WE ALL RETURN TO FACE THE...
Strong Winds 29.09.2024.
Strong Winds How strong the wind of change does blow And takes those days of youth When every new tomorrow Was one just filled with truth As every new horizon Seemed to hold a clue As to where the path leads Between the old and new The world it looks so different When...
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I have a firm belief in angels and feel them around me all of the time, especially when I need an extra bit of help in making decisions
Also, as I get older, I have a much better appreciation of the beauty of Mother Nature and enjoy nothing more than to sit in my garden and let her overwhelm me with her many gifts
The poems and writings on this website are reflections of my thoughts on various subjects, as they wander through my mind
I always find your poems so refreshing and indeed relaxing. When life becomes a whirl and gets too fast to cope with I just ‘fix’ myself by reading what you bring forward. Indeed a great tonic for me. Thank you Phil x
Thank you Phil for bringing memories forward and knowledge that everything and everyone is just a thought away !
Hi Phil,
loving your work!
Hi Tracy Sorry I didn’t reply sooner. I hope you and your lovely family are well. I only go into my website on a Wednesday as a rule to update it. The website has a good following and it’s nice that you enjoy my simple poems. x