POETRY – RHYME


Dolphin Blue:

My daily dip in the Med, sunset velvet way,
Impressionist live pictorial, golden end of the day.
Mother soft caressing, godly silken bay,
Water warmly healing, invigorating in my play.

Magnetic ethereal web, Gaia electric blue,
Floating on the waves, one with me and you.
Glorious solar sun, charging my body through,
Between our mother and father, I lie in joy so true.

POETRY – RHYME


Tribal Warrior:

Saturday morning fever, anticipation of the match,
Getting ready for action, the defending of our patch.
Tooled up for agro, the red & white Saints crew,
Skinhead Westwood bootboys, rabid anti blue.

Waiting for our revenge, for away day battle scars,
Now our turn to waylay, the scum in street and bars.
Pride of team and town, display of bottle and spunk,
Oblivious of the illusion, image of thug and punk.

Fired by speed and booze, addicted to lower animism,
Chanting herd collective, instinctual violent tribalism.
Where boys become men, their fear submerged in power,
Chance for their expression, distorted, base and sour.

POETRY – LOVE


Dadajii

Music was his pleasure, a joyous sound for us all,
His ballad banjo strumming, a dawn chorus call.
A gargantuan hearted teddy bear, sensitive and brave,
An open minded philosopher, in Baba’s mission to souls save.

With a willingness to learn, from students, life and God,
No work for him too lowly, no person too far from Light.
His compassion was overflowing, the nobility of a knight,
In him dogma non-existent, stricture without rod.

He had humour in abundance, in him laughter was a joy,
Infectious to all others, the innocence of a boy.
Self-criticism was a trait, for perfection was his goal,
Adieu to you dear brother, for whom the bell did toll.

POETRY - PHILOSOPHY


The Warrior Mode

The historical posture, evolving women’s cries into latter day sighs,
Perennial remembrances, evoked constantly in their daily life.
Male yang arrogance, oblivious to it’s perpetuated presence,
Do reap the after effects, and the consequent repercussions.

POETRY – LOVE:


Love

The Energy of this Universe, the healer of men,
Selfless giving service, boundless and infinite devotion.
Undulating and positive vibrations, the light of twinkling stars,
The crimson glowing sunrise, heralding dawn’s sweet singing chorus.
Sunset’s differentiating kaleidoscope, a curtain for celestials bodies,
A mother’s caressing touch, loved one’s enticing smile.
Soft deep eyes of endearment, a hug in depression and loneliness,
A martyr’s courageous defiance, a stand against discrimination and prejudice.
An acarya’s selfless duty, in service to all humanity,
An artist’s soul expression, manifesting for our enjoyment and discernment.
A pilgrim’s awaited journey, now a reality in perseverance,
A craftsman’s studied endeavour, an accomplished social service.
An athlete’s supreme dedication, a budding champion of the future,
A soldier’s death defying bravery, in selfless heroism to save a comrade.
A musician’s harmonic discourse, vibrational holism for us all,
A dancer’s balanced co-ordination, harmony in bodily movement.
Tai chi moving meditation, Taoist energy manipulation,
Yoga spiritual union, of postures, speculation and contemplation.
Springtime courting swans, in graceful union across the lake,
Two lover’s passionate embrace, a macrocosmic union in God’s creation.

POETRY


Aphrodite Karma

Cyprus, a lesson in love and peace over conflict,
Evolution to unity, an education in history,
Knight Templars of old, Europe of the future.
Mediterranean strategic key, historic tragedy of Cyprus,
Successively occupying overlords, repressively restrictive mindset.
Golden boys Diaspora, returning son seeds of enlightenment,
New Age technological influx, new generation, internet browsers.
Repressive status quo dissipation, freedom for unified experience,
For Cyprus and the Middle East, the continents and the world.
A symbol of empirical division and past colonial exploitation,
The crossroads of lay lines and continents, cultures and religions,
A sign of hope and progress, the healing of all mankind’s ills,
A thorough education, in all facets of our spiritual evolution,
For the individual and the collective, the historical and the environmental.

POETRY


Aphrodite Suns

Knight Templar comrades, young and old, past and present,
When will we meet again, in this physical realm.
Perhaps we already have, but we have yet to clearly see
And fully realize, the true reality of our situation.
No doubt when the time is ripe, we shall know.