Friday, 9 November 2007

Dreaming again

It was a dream and I know it
You were all warmth and gold
All the colours of Sunshine
You at the centre of a world
Like no other
You old as time itself
But nimble like the Spring
And your music
Making a still point
Where none was before

Thursday, 21 June 2007


Grandfather on the plains
Looks to an orange sky
Raising his eyes from Mother Earth
Dreaming with Father Sky
Clarity in the ancient mind
Resolution and fulfillment
Peace – Sky and Earth together
Passing beyond time and space
“We are here” sing the rocks
“We are here” hum the distant mountains
All are one in meditation.

Thursday, 24 May 2007


Rainbows and colours
You are all rainbows
You are all colours
Created from pure white light
Moonbeams and sunbeams
Direct and refracted light
All the pieces of the rainbow
And dancing with life itself
You are all colour
You are all sound
And flowing with the rhythm of life

Monday, 7 May 2007

Water dreams

Rain Forest Pool

Let us be close to still water
Deep in the forest
With filtered light
Falling through tall trees
Let us watch tiny flying things
Dancing to the music of the leaves

Oh come with me
To the quiet peace of that place
Sit with me on mossy rocks
Our feet cooling in the green water
Tell me your stories of content
In a sleepy afternoon

Let us saunter down water lanes
To lost places
With the smell of salty earth to guide us
And daises and marguerites
Nodding our way
Come to the pure, cool spring
And wash your tired eyes

Friday, 20 April 2007

For the Healing

Two "blocks" of wood crossed over on...
In the darkness
Drums are beating
Telling of a ancient wrong
Do you hear them
Oh my Sister?
Can you sing
Old sorrow's song?
Did your Mother
Tell the story
As you sat beside her hearth?
Did your Father
Tell your Brother
As they trod the forest path?
Song of sorrow
Song of history
Like a birthmark on the skin
Only love can heal the wound now!
Only love forgive the sin
Love sung out
By hearth,
In forest
Let the heart song
Now begin

Thursday, 5 April 2007

Waiting for trains

Description: F Train, Manhattan-bound, 17 May ...
But not seeing each other
The careful avoidance of the eyes
Distance achieved by awareness
That is not recognition
I know who you are
And sometimes
You wonder about me
But we don't speak
Knowing that would be
An intimacy too far
An exposure
Almost like peeling off a skin
But I look for you among the commuters
And I miss you when you aren't there

Friday, 30 March 2007


Long ago and somewhere else,
In the warm and scented evening,
You sat cross-legged beside my door.
Your deep brown voice sent tremors through me
As you told the old stories;
Memories of those other days.
I hear that voice
Now, as I sit here in the city.
I can see your heavy-lidded eyes, half shut;
Almost a trance between us.
Somewhere, a dog howls like a wolf,
And a choice is made.
You are no more my hero.
And you never were my friend.
We both knew that from that day,
I would no longer wake alone.

Friday, 23 March 2007

Red Rocks

Shimmers of memory
Long before memory
Visions and echoes here
Long, long ago
Someone is singing here
At the edge of my hearing
Shadows are moving
At the edge of my eye
Others have walked this place
Others have wandered here
Left us their dreams
Long, long ago
Time before present time
Place before this place
They left their echoes here
Left us their blessing
Here in the rocks around
Under this sky


Wolf running with me
Ancient spirit

Wolf running with me
Gentle councillor

Wolf running with me
Noble Brother

Wolf running with me
Honoured teacher

Wolf running with me
Cherished friend

Tuesday, 20 March 2007

On Equinox Eve

Can you see
Light from the South
Glowing across the Sky

Can you see

Light from the North

Cradling the Earth

Can you see

Two great hearts

Joining, becoming one

Can you see

Two great lights

Joining with Sun and Moon

No shadows left now

No dark places left

To grow the seeds of war

Can you see
Seeds of peace
Flowering on the new day

Thursday, 15 March 2007

Spring Song

I was dry
You brought me water
Spirit soaring now
Spirit soaring

I was cold
You brought me fire
Spirit soaring now
Spirit soaring

Water of life
And inspiration
Spirit soaring now
Spirit soaring

And my love
Is overflowing
Spirit soaring now
Spirit soaring

And my heart
Is spirit led
Heart is soaring now
Heart is soaring

Spirits of nature
Join my spirit
Joy is soaring now
Joy is soaring

Tuesday, 13 March 2007

For the Gathering!

Brother Eagle
Brother Condor
Share the air
My mighty Brothers
Born of one united Sun
Glide together
Mighty Brothers
Honour us
Beneath your wings
Brother Eagle
Brother Condor
Bless your children
Make us one
Born of wisdom
Born of wonder
Let your People
Stand as one

Why the wolf howls

Hear our people
In the forest
You with us
Make up the whole

Leaf and tree
And rock and mountain
Tremble inside you
With our call

Fathers of your
Skin and sinew
Mothers of your
Blood and bone

We are here
Willing to guide you
We are here
To run beside you

Listen now
The call's compelling
Come to us
The wild is free

Monday, 12 March 2007

Walking on the wind

Come walking on the wind with me
My brother of the western wind.
Touch my hand lightly
As we will touch the world.

Come walking on the wind with me
My brother of an ancient line.
Come leave these troubled, shadow lands
And follow me towards the light.

Come walking on the wind with me
My brother of the mountain tops.
Let's kiss the clouds;
It's time to be one spirit whole.

Come walking on the wind me
My lovely one, my man of peace.
Be one with me, unite
Together, let us change the world. 

When we met!

Do you remember when we met?
It was winter
But all I remember
Is sunshine on your face

You taught me the history of reggae
With a wall of vinyl
Warm colours
In a room full of sound

Friday, 23 February 2007

High White or Mossy

I used to live alone
In a high, white, house.
Sepulchral and remote,
Stone built,
It felt like ancient bones.

Now I live in
A quite different place,
Ringing with voices,
And the sound of water!

My desert house
Would crack in the sun at noon.
My forest house is flexible,
Stretching with sunshine
As it falls through the leaves.

Desert thought was ever clear and other.
Green thought is chaotic but always now!

Tuesday, 20 February 2007

Tatanka Beat

Little Brother
Do you hear them
Drumming deeply
They are coming
Little Brother
To reclaim
Their holy land
Little Brother
Ancient herds
Are drumming deeply
And your gentle
Feathered Brother
Leads them onward
Take my hand
You can follow
Little Brother
Herd and tribe
Are one again
Little Brother
Heart of beast
And soul of man

Feathers on the lawn!

I live in Catford
And there are feathers
On my front lawn!
A fox has killed a seagull!
Nothing odd in that
Foxes killing seagulls
Among the cats and dogs
And neat thirties semis.

At night there are
strange jungle noises.
Weird sounds
Of things possibly dying!
Not people, I suppose!
But, that does happen!
The odd stabbing
Or shooting
In Catford
Shortly to be
By the Sea.

Hither Green Station

Its the first of February
And I can see
A blackberry ripening
Under an apple tree.
But we smile and ignore it!

It cannot be
We will not see
A blackberry ripening
In February.
So we smile and ignore it!

But it's still there!

Monday, 19 February 2007


Once, just once in time,
Comes a soul mate.
Someone chimes your bells.
And you know,
Their world, not yours,
Is your future.
Not love,
Not attraction,
Something more fundamental.
Like a vibration in the earth.
There it is!
You will be one with them
And find your peace.
That other part of you
Will make you complete..

Tears of the earth

Our mother earth is weeping
Hot salt tears.
And her sobs
Shake our foundations.
Can't you hear our mother weep?
We, her children
Born of her soil,
Put together with twig
A blade of grass, 
And the voice from a song bird,
Don't listen.
Forgive us.
Let your mighty rivers
Cleanse us.
Let your hot, earthy, tears
Reach us.
Let us feel what we don't hear!

Friday, 16 February 2007

Three Buffaloes

When I see three buffaloes.
When the mystic buffalo
Tramples my earth.
And the breath from his nostrils
Warms me in the frosty morning,
Then will it be.
We shall become spirit of spirit
And all nature one.
When I see three buffaloes.

Mellowed with time and dust

I have a sunset dream
That's of another place.
Mellowed with time and dust,
Yellow and red,
It is of another place.
And you,
Face furrowed,
Wind hardened,
Telling tales.
And me
Deep with questions,
Dreaming of mountain tops.
While the dance is slowly pounding
And the drum beats
Like a heart.