He

.

He shines his light

Upon my life

Upon the vortex of my soul

And takes control

Calming the storm

Keeping me from harm

As I navigate my path

Through hazardous topography

And treacherous geography

Lifting me from nothingness

Filling all my emptiness

He…

.

©DGA 27 March 2012 08:04

Evil

.

Evil rides abroad at night

Cloaked in clouds that hide the light,

Looking for a fertile bed

Upon which to rest his head;

His evil thoughts in dreams are spread,

Filling us with utmost dread.

.

Evil prowls the minds of men,

Seeking foothold to craft his den.

He plants his seed where e’er he goes,

Finding places well disposed –

And they’re aplenty, heaven knows –

Offering space for his repose.

.

Oh God in Heaven help us to see

When all is not as it purports to be,

To recognise evil’s distorted face;

Bless us with Your holy grace

That none is misled by his carapace

In traversing life’s obstacle race.

.

©DGA 21 March 2012 11:24

Energy

.

Walking on my hands

Standing on my head

Turning cartwheels ‘cross the lawn

Enticing me to leave my bed

On this lovely, sunny morn

.

I may be tired

Energy expired

Eclectic dreams

Electric beams

Recharge

Strain through my veins

Energising, vitalising

Galvanising me

.

©DGA 17 March 2012 08:57

Circles and Rings

.

Circles of life

And of seasons

Circles of time

And of reasons

Rings within rings

We go round and round

In our existence

Subsistence

Spinning fast

Spinning slow

Dizzy, giddy

Quite unsteady

If we pause to think

We are on the brink

A balancing act

As a matter of fact

.

©DGA 15 March 2012 07:56

Touch

~

The touch of a baby’s breath

On your cheek,

Its gaze tracing

Your face;

The touch of a lover’s hands,

A lover’s lips,

Gently caressing

Your heart;

The touch of God’s grace,

His love,

His blessing,

Embracing your soul.

~

©DGA 12 March 2012 04:05

In the Rough

.

The ground has shifted

And I am in the rough

My aim is the same

Approach from a different direction

Altered by an added perception

An introspection

I am bogged down by magma

Surrounded by lava

Inspiration has become perspiration

And I can no longer fly

My bird’s eye view

Is now that of a centipede

My steed is a millipede

As I crawl along

Without a song

The rough patch a sticky stretch

To overcome

And stun and numb

.

©DGA 08 March 2012 06:20

Becalmed

~

Becalmed on a silver sea

an ocean of slow motion

after a tropical storm

feelings have flown

hither and thither blown

littered, scattered

across the ocean

in a cyclone of emotion

~

©DGA 03 March 2012 07:16

Smiling

.

I walk with a smile.

I talk with a smile.

Am I being facile?

Infantile?

Inane, insane?

I bubble over with joy –

Live for the day.

To hell with the morrow

I don’t care if there’s sorrow

Ahead.

.

©DGA 02 March 2012 06:48

Bell Ringer

~

He rings my bell

signals long-lost feelings

longings, yearnings

half-remembered dreamings

healings, tenses, senses

in the deepest recesses of my being

~

©DGA 23 February 2012 14:31