A Poem - Lion (2018)

As bold as the godly,
The Proverb sayeth,
Noble, royal
And strong.
Unparalleled
In stateliness,
The Revelator's
Song.

Sung out
The stony centuries,
The Root of David
Roars,
The Beast hath
Struck
Upon the heel;
The Beast can strike
No more.

Conquering Lion
Of the Tribe of Judah,
Open the
Seventh Seal.
To the Lion that is
The Lamb that was slaughtered,
All of Heaven
Kneels.

A Poem - Peregrine (ii) (2018)

Rare, cooling air caresses me,
I soar on
Subtle currents,
The Vault of Heaven in flux.

Alone I soar, wings, tail, splayed,
Delicate instinct
Holds me on the axes,
Wild winds and I are one.

My yellow-rimmed eyes slowly

Quarter,
Searching
The flock below,
Deigning to encompass
In my keen sight

The straggler,
The weakling,
The fool.

I will cull you from your kind;
It is a kindness when weighed
In the balance
Set upon the great Axis of Life.

The hot yellow sunlight beats directly,
Linear,
The light and I are one.
I am the striking beam that
Obscures the swift demise.

A sudden ecstasy!

I stoop!

And pierce the sky like an arrow
Loosed
From out the golden sun.

A Poem - the Blackbird and the Peregrine (2018)

I dreamed a blackbird's
Song one day,
Close by a birch she
Trilled

Sweet melodies
Then there was thou
And time was stunned 
And stilled.

Ye did not sing
But I well knew
The song
Heard in my heart,

Derived from out
The tenderness;
Thy beauty
Did impart.

No tick of clock,
No bustling flock,
And all but
Sweet desire,

To know
Just how
A kiss betwixt 
Would set the world afire.

And Oh! First kiss!
Sweet Lord! What's this?
The clarion trumpets
Rang

And fires burned fierce,
Two hearts were pierced;
The cherubim
They sang.

The Blackbird
And the Peregrine
Gave cry
With voices gay

And sang in
Perfect harmony,
For Love was born
That day.

A Poem - Always Give All the Heart For Love - this is alI I can remember so far.

DRAFT

Always give all the heart for love;
Pass over trouble; Love is.
Be fanned in your thoughts
By the wings of a dove,
Pass over trouble; God is.

A ring of clarion trumpets sound
When angels find that love has found
Our love has finally come around,
We dance upon most holy ground.

A Poem - Close Nestled in the Night (2004)

I have returned from sudden slumber's realm,
And deep into that land sojournèd I.

The draught of sleep it calls me, 'Cometh back!'
To wander 'neath the piercèd Firmament
Of the darkling sky.

Yet shouldst thou purpose to communion share,
From yonder balmy islands hedonist,
Put thee aside all anxious thought of care,

For rather of thee than slumber
Wouldst my brow receive
The blessing of
A tender
Kiss.

And how define that quality
All innocent yet graced
By reflected understanding
From within a simpler place?
Beyond the genesis of thought,
Before the birth of light
There was thou and I and love
Close-nestled in the night.

And how define that quality
That bypasses all mind,
That thou and I and love were once
Conceived by Heaven kind?

For the simple grace of seeing thee
Called remembrance to my heart,
That thou and I and love once more
Might be again one part.

And the wonder of that quality
Is its essence is so pure
That mind and body catch their breath,
Mute spirit is quite sure.

For wordless spirit knows it's own
From 'fore the birth of light;
For there was thou and I and love
Close nestled in the night.

A Poem - By Madness Rent (2004)

If life were set in simpler times,
Some mythic memory,
Fostered by the fondest dreams
My heart designed for thee,

Then days would come
When that which was
The air that let me breathe,
The balm that cooled my fevered brow
And calmed a mind that seethed,

Would flow into my breast again
And soothe my tender heart,
Then those that were by madness rent
Would not so cruelly part.

For what I dreamed
Was meant to be,
A simple, blessèd purity.

A Poem - Breakfast (2004)

Once upon a springtime morn,
My body sank into a yawn,
And what preoccupied me most
Was yearning for my tea and toast.

A Poem - He Wishes in Vain (2004)

How I wish I could behold
Just once before I go,
Your face soft set in sympathy
Forgiveness for my woe.

I wish I could excise that past,
A mind beyond control;
In vain are such desirings,
Fruitless yearnings of the soul.

A Poem - Hidden Bruises (2003)

A broken dream and one that's tarnished,
Gave release to birth of new
Dreams that slumbered never easy,
Dreams I dreamt I'd share with you.
Time has passed and passed so surely,
Yet, at times, my times are raw.
Surprised I am that sorely, sorely,
Hidden bruises wound me more.

A Poem - Happy I Rested (2007)

Happy I rested
As in my mind's flight,
I raised up my glass to thy
Dark eyed delight.
At the end of my workday
Thy countenance drew,
My dreams of sweet rest
And sweet longings for you.

A Poem - Firecrest (2017)

Fierce prince amongst the woodland alder boughs,

Winged fury how thy hovering endows

Thee with the keenest skill to pluck the fly

From out the web; The spider's clustered eyes

Are burning with reflections of it ire,

Reflections of thy burning crest of fire.

Prince of the birds thy intellect outflew

Most mighty eagle, all hold it is true.

Ye hid beneath the proudful eagle's tail,

There scheming that the rightful king be hailed.

For he who flew the furthest up on high

Would claim the orb and sceptre of the skies.

And when thy adversary stalled and tired

Ye leapt from out his tail and thus aspired

To gain the apogee and give the cry.

'I firecrest now am king amongst the wise.'