Into the light

Confusion reigned where certainty once ruled
But now man’s world, of which I’m still a part,
Unwittingly has cast me on a path
Directed by the compass in my heart

A clarity grows with each passing day
As truths and lies of old seen in new light
Merge and disperse to leave no doubts or fears
But revelations born of new insight

I see beyond the walls that culture builds
And ties break that still bind to words grown cold
I breathe a freshness that all overwhelms
When Nature wills her true face to unfold

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Inner tide

A personal observation, no doubt shared by others

Tiredness lies beneath the eyes
Behind the zygomatic rise
In pools that fill with sleep denied
That rises as some inner tide
But bring the focus there to bear
Of that somehow always aware
And oft those waters will recede
For slumber then there is no need

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Bondage

A product of culture
Forged on the line
Honed by the voices
Symbols define
Lost in the daydreams
Those of the night
Phantoms beguiling
Clouding the sight

Views of eternity
Rise from somewhere
Calming the cold fears
Life’s wear and tear
But no escaping
Binds of the past
First breath of freedom
Would be my last

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Natural man

The peace one is seeking is already inside, in the harmonious functioning of the body

A light that shines so very bright
that turns to day the darkest night
burns deep inside what I call mine;
no thought has it to tow the line.

It seems somehow I can connect
with one not wayward or correct,
but driven onward to survive,
to reproduce and stay alive.

How is it that things go astray?
What emptiness is there at play
that draws me to wish and take stock,
to strike out and to run amok;

to rein in one that was born free,
to halt the gallop, blind to see?
Its movement leaves me far behind
midst cold illusions, man defined.

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Possessed

Lying in the folds of night
the spectres rose to fill with fright
as body turned and twisted then
the nightmare came to haunt again.

Transpiring from that hellish tale,
through gritted teeth there came a wail.
What tortured thoughts could bring such woe,
could take such hold, such fear bestow?

The demon raged, its madness free
to weave a horror none could see,
until the first light pierced the air
and drove the beast back to its lair.

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Onslaught

Psychological dependence sows only decaying seeds of progress

Disturbing developments
Deluge of thoughts
Immobilize
Efforts
To formulate
Regulate

Forces
Bedded in fear
And hope
Rear up
Stifling
Progress

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Blind creation

From the past was born a future
using strands of thoughts inane:
greying fears, transparent notions
binding, merged with tangled pain.
Rising then, it lurched unfettered;
trod the road that lay ahead,
ribbon in the darkness calling,
grinding grit of words long dead.
Onward to those new tomorrows
scattering while on its way
seeds of madness finding nurture
from tears of some yesterday.

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Higher calling

Crossroads

Will they be there at the end
Those who once called me a friend
And my family, as I remember them?
Will they also be there too
Ones I wronged all shouting boo
Or allowed in others ways me to condemn?

I imagine them all there
At those gates above the stair
In that terminus where one goes up or down
Where forgiveness might be found
Or damnation underground
When those highly thought of judges go to town

Cloudscape

My friends the clouds go drifting by
So unassuming, low and high
I wish that I could float with them
Above the din of man’s mayhem

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Information game

One gets an education
To learn a thing or two
Some will become the clever clogs
‘I know it all, don’t you?’

Who gain a first or second
To research, teach, dictate
Upon the board behind the pawns
The moves meant to checkmate.

Spout as someone of letters
Or conjure with the mind
Something of scientific worth
That had lain undefined.

We aid thought in its conquest
Of Nature’s mysteries
And help build up the walls of fear
Protecting histories

By squeezing information
Beyond the membrane’s skin
Into the hearts of waiting cells
To nestle there within

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Conglomeration

I have too much on my mind
Just too many thoughts that bind
Future dates with things to do
Of uncertainties a queue
Minutes turning into hours
Stretch the limits of my powers
Even sleep is shorter now
Restless moments disallow
Time to take a stock of sorts
Of the varying reports
From the rim of senses touch
Yes, it really is too much

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Bad company

A life of wrong decisions
Of strangers all around
Feet that once rose so long ago
And never came to ground

A life spent with illusions
Of dangers all around
Thoughts born of hope so long ago
A safe home never found

A life of work and searching
For answers all around
To questions forged so long ago
That when cast just rebound

A life spent chasing phantoms
Those prancers all around
Who mesmerized so long ago
But can no more astound

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Tick tock

Sun and tufted cumuli
Intermittent showers
Pass as I sit here a while
In between the hours

Thoughts creep from their hiding place
Forged in days gone by
Memories both happy, sad
Bring in turn a sigh

Time no friend to he who waits
Or to he who toils
With its clocks, their ticks and tocks
Springs as snakes in coils

Onwards, ever onwards wend
Through the ages lent
Following dreams, each his own
Till their worth is spent

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Flutter

To twitter and blog appears now quite a slog
But to make a choice difficult too
Something succinctly said
Is more easily read
And can pierce to the heart it is true

To twitter and blog appears now quite a slog
But the latter I’d rather not miss
For it has the power to
Air one’s thoughts through and through
An advantage one can’t just dismiss

To twitter and blog appears now quite a slog
But I guess that I’ll just wait and see
How it goes for a while
Being so versatile
There I go again just being me

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Moving on

Lots of hot air emerging in the Netherlands over the “failing” summer weather

Summer is too cold and wet?
Don’t make a problem
Better yet
Just enjoy all that Nature brings
The storms and calms
And all that sings
The energy of growth and seed
That satisfies survival’s need
Let grumbling thoughts just ramble on
Soon they too will be spent and gone

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Unseen enemy

Options in paradise
To win or lose
Conquer or be a slave
Some get to choose

Living in harmony
With Nature too
Seems to be something that
Humans can’t do

Where does the problem lie?
What rules our lives?
That born of raging fear
Ever survives

Thought is the enemy
Unseen by most
Totalitarian
Unthankful host

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Lost horizon

Over 200 African leaders and intellectuals released a letter in Johannesburg, South Africa, stressing the “misuse of the United Nations Security Council to engage in militarized diplomacy to effect regime change in Libya”, as well as the “marginalization of the African Union”.
Quote from Asia Times – The Roving Eye

Experience hath shewn, that even under the best forms of government those entrusted with power have, in time, and by slow operations, perverted it into tyranny.
Thomas Jefferson

Robbery with violence
No crime for some, I see
Lands raped and then exploited
To set their people free

Poverty and suffering
Necessities of war
To further the ambitions
Of those who know the score

Mass indoctrination
A cul-de-sac of hope
A playground for all ages
For each a length of rope

Hard times round the corner
Designed by misused power
A world of devastation
To crown man’s darkest hour

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Main Street

Looking back down Main Street
To where the years have flown
A dusty haze of living
That over time has grown
Shows windows bright with learning
Those dimmed with tasks now done
And people dashing nowhere
Of whom some I’ve outrun

Looking now up Main Street
So little can be seen
Shapes rise from understanding
Hope’s fields are faintly green
With loudness then behind me
And quietness there ahead
It’s with some trepidation
I face what fear has bred

Looking down on Main Street
A narrow curving way
A piece of history fading
In which a part I’ll play
The light around is blinding
As it recedes from view
Another path is calling
Last thoughts inquire where to

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Word processor

Cursor flashes
Waiting for a sign
“Word”
Behind the scenes
Patient to a degree
Only software can muster

Eyes watching
Waiting for a sign
Memory
Behind the scenes
Patient to a degree
Only cells can muster

Thought rages
Sifting
Dragging
Throwing
A word appears
Help!

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Trend watching

The pace and vigour of increasing political corruption leaves little room for social optimism

Relentlessly they forge ahead
with plans to rule the world or bust,
big bankers, and their cronies all
ensnared to satisfy their lust.

Big money talks and silence pays;
obedience assured through power.
The madness there for all to see
is growing with each passing hour.

With history written long before
events unfold that tell the tale,
the piper plays to listening ears
of those not deemed “too big to fail”.

Scare tactics are their favourite ploy
with terror threats as number one,
then war and economic strife
and climate change without the sun.

What must be done to turn the tide?
Awareness brings the truth to light.
More voices raised can tip the scales,
make freedom’s flame again burn bright.

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Completion

All Nature smiles at me as if to say
You with your problems causing such dismay
This life you lead that none of us can see
Can never serve desires of what should be

A woven tapestry in time and space
Depicting all the follies of your race
The memories so dear that haunt through fear
Perpetuating dreams from year to year

Simplicity, a fullness undefined
Without the hand of thought and kindred mind
Infinity joins with the very small
And there is nothing left to mend at all

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