
Too Many Words
‘The answers are all within you’
‘Learn to trust’
‘When you stop looking, you find’
A barrage of good ideas,
Totally uncalled for,
Is a rather funny thing..

Time of Men
Virtue, only for signalling
Work only to sell
Everyone is victim or predator
And "they" are always the problem
Stress is to be managed
Injuries just bandaged over
Knowledge must be patented
Healers hung on crosses

Heal the Earth
I was hit by cosmic powers
Entities that wanted to take my place
I took my time
And I tamed them all
I dance with the sun
The moon worships me
I have secrets in my core
That you will never know

Word is Medicine
Visible only
to a handful
of dreamers,
those couragous beings,
who despite their fears,
leave the door unlocked,
keep the flowers watered,
and the table set.

More Poetry Please
In every moment,
To live the moment,
At times conversing with spirits,
Then writing some code,
Then helping someone through a crisis,
To making big bold plans,
To missing a meal,
Then inviting a friend to dinner.