Captain Of My Soul This is the light Dancing in your eyes The fog outside Can never reach wide Where it springs Certain rings A token of grace A heavenly glaze The light is there In front inside Just to remind ´Ere you go blind The winters gone Hurts of bone In another realm Since … More Captain Of My Soul, aye!
Croco-Daffodil March When I spied the mist between the back garden trees beyond the fence this early morn I knew it. The frothing texture of promise. The well-worn veils of skies were about to be pierced. The fencing rays of March. Heralded by daffo-primrose-dils. Brazen soldiers of spring. Oblivious of bloodshed. Of the world in … More March
Midgard March.
February.
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Shaking Speares Sonnet 30.
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Greed or Grace? Life is an equation You think You have to balance it out Your greed takes hold Don’t you know Of grace In the immeasurable The care of essence? Back to business You say Flashing a favour I have to pay Don’t you sense The pain In this realm of desires The hidden … More Full of Grace…
Janus.
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