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

Change Always Happens P.O.M July

A quiet place to think

Change always happens

That’s how it’s meant to be

For the spirit of a person

Seeks always to be free

To follow every pathway

To dance across the sky

This happens when we’re sleeping

And here is the reason why

The body moves so slowly

Each moment were awake

It reduces all adventures

That we are allowed to take

Then when it take’s a rest break

And falls so fast asleep

The energy within it

Creeps out into the deep

To wander amongst the cosmos

And dance around the stars

In search of new tomorrows

It hopes one day are ours

Then at the time of waking

It drops back into place

And there upon our memory

It does not leave a trace.

PTT 25.06.2026.

The Garden Is Green And Waiting & Talking To Myself

The Garden Is Green And Waiting

The garden is green and waiting
For colours to arrive
The reds, the blues, the yellows
That brings each stem alive
The bees they sit so patient
On standby for the go
To take each petals nectar
So honeycombs can flow
The butterflies still yawning
Escape their safe cocoon
Longing for the buddleia
To offer up its plumes
The birds in idled chatter
Squawk amongst the trees
They know a feast is coming
Like bugs upon the breeze
But for me it is the perfume
That soon will waft my way
To tell me that the summer
At last has come today

Thought To Ponder – “Let us be grateful to people who make us happy ; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom” – Marcel Proust

Talking To Myself

Softly are the footsteps

that sneak right past my door

For no one comes to visit

at least to me no more

I’m not that really bothered

for I don’t have much to say

And who on earth would listen

about a life that’s ebbed away

My time alas is racing

towards a final close

And all the things

that meant so much

Where did those notions go

Still I’ve got the telly

that chats to me all day

With adverts for insurance

for when I pass away

But that is in the future

by then I will not care

For I’ll have lots to talk to

when I am over there…

PTT 01.07.19.

Music On You Tube – Claude Debussy – Reverie L. 68

Object In The Sky & Stillness

Object In The Sky As the clouds slowly burn Revealing the sky There is something that’s moving In the open blue dye It glistens and arch Moving left to right Oh what could it be This thing that’s in sight Too big for a bird Too quiet for a plane But it draws my eyes...

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4 Comments

  1. Tangles

    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

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  2. Ann Morgan

    Thank you Phil for bringing memories forward and knowledge that everything and everyone is just a thought away !

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    • Tracy Bleasdale

      Hi Phil,

      loving your work!

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      • Phil Todd

        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

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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