My One Wish...

Now is the time

Hold it

Before it takes flight

Closing hand

Feel gently

Between finger and thumb

What is real

And all that is right

Quivering voice deep within

Push it down

Best not let that begin

Will drown out 

The sound of you

Choose the right voice

To listen to

Fluttering wings

Fragile body

Eyes scanning skies

High and low

For god's sake

Don't let this go

Holding breath

Standing tall

Made it this far

Avoid a fall

Keep stepping 

Heel to toe

Feel earth underfoot

Shuffle one then two

You know what to do

Clasp that hand

Try not to misunderstand

There are no doubts

No reservations

Being here with you

Feel that flutter

Delicate thing

Don't want to be hurt

Shouldn't have to think

Just be at one

With all that has begun

Feel all that I am

Finally realise

I see my true self 

Reflected in those eyes

Slowly release a once tightly formed grip

Let it flow and just be so

I am me 

That is all that I have ever wanted to be

Lengthening stride 

As I grow from deep inside

I don't know how this began

You were just this man

But I know who I am 

And all that I feel

My one wish

Just keep it real

My Smiling Mind...

I haven't been here for quite a while.


Seemingly lost under the heavy drapes of everyday living.  Sometimes too weary to find my way back here to this place in my smiling mind.


Like many of us, I lose my way a little. Perhaps I am failing to find that elusive  balance; instead being a bystander in my own life, seeing the warm familiarity fade as my unrealised dreams wash away.


It takes a shift, a change. And with that slight of hand, a chance to fight back. Fumble through  layers of expectations and demands that have smothered me somehow. And as I push the heaviness away, I find it is still here. That robust bubble of brightness that is rooted within me. My smiling mind. And I feel a sense of relief as I recognise that glimmer of hope, bobbing buoyantly. As free as I feel with this effervescent rush, I am anchored knowing that it doesn't matter how long I've been gone, I can come back.

We all fall prey to the marching drudgery of grey and with this subliminal surrender, we sacrifice some of our riches. Creativity caught choking on clouds of dust, colliding with commitment. And I should know this by now. But I can't seem to stop the inevitable slide into the slipstream of mind numbing normalcy. Like colouring inside the lines, I am constrained by the rigidity of routines and demands that are unyielding. Automatically turning the pages of a well-read book, I progress without taking the time to appreciate all that's here. So I go back again. Retrace my steps, trudging through the same chapter. Different day, same sense of senselessness. It is then that I become aware of my own disconnect. And this is not where I should be. Passive and existing, skimming along the surface of a vanilla veneer? No. This is not who I am. And I fight back.


I step outside. Shed the shroud. Fresh air and breathing space.
Depth and vibrancy bring me back.


Yes I've been gone a little too long but I'm here energised once again.  I'm feeling alive with the pure joy of life.


Bright sky
Wet rain
Warm socks
Buzzing brain


Maybe one of a kind but this is a tiny peek inside my smiling mind...

Lifelong Journey of Love…

                                                             

 

 

 

You will feel it

Live it

Breathe it

Think it

Believe it

Be a part of it

The love of a mother is like no other

No words

No colours

No senses

Will ever truly encompass

That true beauty

Of a mother’s love

The engulfing

Overwhelming

Suffocating

Driving

Compassion and yearning

You will have for your child

 

The first look

The first touch

The first smile

The first kiss

The first recognition of you

As a mother

 

A hug that will come with time

An embrace that will squeeze the very breath out of your heart that has ached for so long

A connectedness that

Completes you

A tiny human

A tangible reflection of

What you offer this world

And the love that is outpouring

With her first tears

You will weep

As you remain uneasy

She may sleep

Standing over her as her chest gently falls

The true purpose of new life calls

A tentative touch

That will hurt so much

Her first meaningful word

Waited to be heard

The sound of her play

Will soothe your pain away

You have made it to this starting place

Together, mother and daughter, life you will face

The smallest noticed thing

Will ultimately make your heart sing…

 

 

 

 

JUST CHARLOTTE SOMETIMES...

She's the type of girl 

Whose hair will freely curl 

Spark of light in her eyes 

Love of life can't disguise 

Just by chance you may meet

Simply strolling down the street

That hop-skip in her talk 

Like the way her hips walk 

Wind blows, wild and free

She will dance, just wait and see

Stops to touch almost everything

To your world a joy she'll bring

Watch her gaze, feel her feel

See her breathe all that's real

Love her laugh, childish squeak 

Stuff and things she will seek

See her wonder, feel her awe

May just leave you wanting more

She's likes to give, loves to care

Just stop still and breathe her air

Take her by her open hand

See her world; understand