Wednesday, 10 February 2010

Rail Road

'BUBBLES' From Visual Counterpoint . com

No coffin can lay this line to rest,
No words can carry this train of thought,
I stand alone and look to the west,
To rescue the child my mind sought,
That cries in the dark with a voice so sweet,
And sings to music that only light caught,
In order that darkness only knows defeat,
As dawn breaks with a chorus at my feet.

'FANTASIA' From Visual Counterpoint . com

Listen to the sound of the wheels that turn,
Listen to the music that time once wrote,
I stand alone among cornfields that burn,
To rescue the child with a small blue boat,
Red sky paint your warning so all may see,
But leave the stream for my thoughts to float,
Far beyond this land and all that would be,
Nothing of consequence to me.

From Visual Counterpoint . com

The child sees more than the horizon can hold,
The future lies silently among threads that weave,
A coat of many colours subtle and bold,
Carrying all songs that seem to grieve,
Bringing rhythm to life that lives again,
And has both grace and wisdom to leave,
All that greed and power wished to attain,
And can only remind the soul of pain.

For Andy because words are simply not enough.

Saturday, 6 February 2010

An Open Mind is Prey to the Elements

I will still occasionally post here when my words sing my thoughts to the music that I hear.

When they only reach out to touch another mind they will be posted on

Words Speak For Thoughts

Every thought I create,
Every breath I take,
Every move I make,
Forms every word I will state,
The sound the letters cast,
Wrap around the deep core,
That opened the door,
To where dreams last.

I will live where I will die,
In my mind that seeks more,
Than anything held in store
For me! For I will forever cry
This is not enough! I seek
Only one question to ask,
To complete the task,
When will Time leak?

Every moment that passed,
Every shadow that holds,
Every hope light unfolds,
Forms every thought to last
In the words silence speaks,
Through the memory of sound,
That left the ground,
To reach the sky freedom seeks.

I will still occasionally accompany the song with a photograph that seems to sing alongside my words.

'SOFTLY SOFTLY' From Visual Counterpoint . com

Tuesday, 2 February 2010

Thought precedes any action

I thought about it and...
Here I am starting a new journal for just words!
A few words. The fewer the better!

Join in.
Be my guest.