Ancestral Voices This living tradition, Contains no mystery, No secrets, nothing hidden, All is as it is. As we dance in morning mist, Songs of our ancestors weave, Our sacred unfolding path, Breath of life, living gods. For our poor limited minds, Dreams challenge and remind us, To tread with care, To live with respect.Continue reading “Ancestral Voices”
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Ghosts
Ghosts Ghost from the past, Tease and persuade me, With histories so devious and bad. Ghost in the machine, Mystify and manipulate me, With stories of us and of them. Ghost of the future, Flirt and fascinate me, With fantasies of pleasure and joy. © David R. Durham
Ancient Prayers
Ancient Prayers Pungent incense adorns austere vestments, Aching knees, silent witnesses, testify, Propitiate holy separation’s torments. Dust hovers, swirls, dances in sunlit shafts, Children yawn, babies doze, angel’s smiles, Pungent incense adorns austere vestments. Liturgy, elegant life giving river, Evaporating desires, cleanse souls, Propitiate holy separation’s torments. Sacred rite, gifted ancient tradition, Well loved, humblyContinue reading “Ancient Prayers”
Eden
Garden Of Eden Casually draped emotions, barely felt, Shimmer and ripple with each casual glance, Faultless ways, cultured mind’s illusion, Create false regrets, zoo sanctioned chiding. Sacred mourning over a fallen people, No going back, the curved archway should have read, Once picked, fruit starts to rot, no going back, Joyous lament, sensuous piety, righteousContinue reading “Eden”
Dream Time
Dream Time Softly chanted incantations in candle lit darkness, Your compassionate gaze fills our hearts, Time ticks another round, scribbling another score, Fond memories arise of love songs we’ve lived, Whilst the dogs of unsung songs bay our hearts. Sweet incense swirls, upward and fleeting, What others’ pleasing stories have our lives told, What dreamsContinue reading “Dream Time”
Fallen
Fallen O’ beautiful death release me, From winters so long and so cold. My skeleton lies naked and fragile. O’ beautiful decay reinvent me, So I may live again, bright and bold. My flesh is a feast soft and vulnerable. O’ beautiful spirit’s new adventure, In flowing growth born from the old. My body arisesContinue reading “Fallen”
Thunder
Thunder Riot and footfall dance to that beat, Earth’s stage set where hearts can meet. Ancestral lands invoke your dream-time chant, Rise and fall ’till your breath is scant. In your belly and your thighs rips a youthful tide, Rhythms pick up and your stride’s so wide. Words too frail fade away forgotten and spent,Continue reading “Thunder”
Sun Beams
Sun Beams On crest of waves we are dancing, Now flickering a’tween tree’s leaves, Joy in the rousing springtime, smiles, In the heart warming summertimes. © David R. Durham
Tears
And The Tears, They Flow. Beauty’s kiss, her joy-filled embrace, Moonlight silvered raven hair, Beauty’s reckless, carefree poise, She yields under heaven’s spell; And the tears, they flow. Cold truth scavenges childhood memories, Scorching time’s forward march, Cold truth scrambles delicate feelings, She humbles dog-eared certainty; And the tears, they flow. Grace revealed in herContinue reading “Tears”
Reminders
Reminders Sea rolling, sweeping, flowing, bubbling onto a pebbled beach; You remind me of my forgotten journeys. Penetrating light moving down a corridor of brick archways; You remind me of a forgotten life-style. Black and white images of faces in a winter’s landscape; You remind me of long lost loves. The felt sense of myContinue reading “Reminders”