by Phil Todd | Feb 22, 2023 | archive
Dawn in Bali The Night Ride To Sunrise The night ride to sunrise It happens in the dark When sleep gives way to sunlight And we wake just like the lark To face another journey Into the coming day When who knows what adventures Life will send our way But what is really...
by Phil Todd | Feb 15, 2023 | archive
The Patterns On The Skyline The patterns on the skyline Say that snow is on its way As chilly breezes gather To sketch upon my day I pull my scarf much tighter As I snuggle to its charms As winter in her passion Collects me in her arms She nibbles at my fingers So I...
by Phil Todd | Feb 8, 2023 | archive
The Smiling Man The joy of it all just made him smile As he sat on that wall for quite a long while He saw mothers with babies held in their arms And fathers right by them in a relative calm An old deck chair seller snored under a tree While people sat down on his...
by Phil Todd | Feb 1, 2023 | archive
The Postbox It’s just another postbox Upon an empty street A place we used to gather A chance for us to meet We’d talk about the weather And what its going to do While asking after loved ones To see if gossips true Right now it’s like a nonsense The things we...
by Phil Todd | Jan 28, 2023 | archive
MISSING THE GARDEN WHAT IS THE GARDEN DOING HE SAID WITHOUT A SMILE IT’S AGES SINCE I’VE BEEN THERE I’VE FORGOTTEN ALL ITS STYLE THESE FOUR WALLS THAT SURROUND ME ARE PLAIN AS PLAIN CAN BE PAINTED OUT WITH PASTELS HOW I LONG TO SEE MY TREE I WANT TO SMELL THE FLOWERS...
by Phil Todd | Jan 25, 2023 | archive
A BUDDHIST IN TRAINING I’m all for things in nature But ants between my toes Tickle my sensations At least that’s how it goes They just don’t seem to notice That I am very large As they rush about my body Like mercenaries on a charge It takes all my Buddhist training...
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