The Angry Men The angry men swarmed across the Earth, Cawing with their fractious voices, Driven by their untamed hearts, Lustful in their greedy nature, Filled with perfidious self-doubts, Friends with fulsome fear. The angry men ignore Earth’s grace, Sucking the lands dry, Seizing their false birthright, Wealth their unholy credo, Filled with well disguisedContinue reading “The Angry Men”
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The Offering
The Offering Sacred invocations gently calling, Sculpted ebony hands, clasped prayer like, Tribal keepers of lore, wisdom and love. Voices awash with ancient memories, Earth pulse, effortless dancing, raptured chants, Forgotten time, forgotten self, home again. Love woven hearts in blissful surrender, Earthy fragrant aroma melts their minds, Naught but this, naught but complete releaseContinue reading “The Offering”
Echoes
Echoes of Somewhere Somewhere there is a beating human heart, Human heart, human heart; Somewhere there is a heart that is singing, Is singing, is singing; Somewhere there is our dearest lover, Dearest lover, dearest lover; Somewhere there is the warmest of smiles greeting us, Greeting us, greeting us; Somewhere there is our human life,Continue reading “Echoes”
Old Photos
Old Photo’s Bending to tie my shoes, seems a little Harder this year, I sit, baggy trousered, Caressing the old blue photo album, Embossing slightly worn, occasional Pages are a little loose now. Opened; Love lost remembered, discovered Between stuck-together pages, brushing The grey stubble on my chin, grinning, my head, Bow’d slightly, silently reminiscing.Continue reading “Old Photos”
A Created Life
Mind Games Pealing apart the layers of our mind, Glued together with words, stitched by time, It unfolds unevenly, breaking up on Reflections of what probably happened, Quivering at heart felt dreams of what might Have played out, had no winter arrived. © David R. Durham
Memories In Stone
Memories In Stone Can memories turn to stone? Can the breath Of life leave enduring traces, skeletons In time, long past the memory of living Men? Pulsating, vibrant mind, captured in More than flesh and blood of flowering brain. © David R. Durham
Tribal Roots
Tribal Roots Tickle the time when your dreams can come true, Leave behind old scores unsettled, magnify Your hopes and twist the reality we call fate. Lie merchants breath life into old bones dangling, In the soft comfortable chair paused in time, Channel after channel of dreamers delight. Seldom have we marched to one drumContinue reading “Tribal Roots”
O’ Bag a Bones
O’ Bag a Bones O’ bag a bones does thou lie t’ me? Now I recognise thee on waking, thee I Know, Does’t thou recognise waking me? O’ bag a bones thy life so fancy, thy story Well told, again and again thy rymes unfold, each Passing second, each fanciful hour thy Tale weaves anotherContinue reading “O’ Bag a Bones”
Sleepy Head
Sleep Sleep, sleep and rest your time filled head, rest Easy in your time liberated dreams. Dance, dance, Flow with the rhythm of life’s dream-time, before Simple me arises again with the morning sun. © David R. Durham To receive Blog updates, click on the +Follow on your screen.
Entrances & Exits
Tell me Mr. Doorman, what shall I pay you To keep the world at bay? The other world, That other place, you know which one I mean. Tell me Mr. Gatekeeper, what fee must I pay to let me pass this way? A long Forbidden path, you know the one I mean. © David R.Continue reading “Entrances & Exits”