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Walking with a Giant

Today I walked with a giant
His shadow stretched out ahead like an arrow pointing the way
He had such presence when he walked, an aura that made those he passed stop and stare
They loved touching his shadow hoping to catch something as he journeyed 
Everyone knew sometimes he was a tad grumpy and he didn’t always get things right
and everyone knew he had struggles inside, despite his happy smile
But that’s why they loved him
Because the giant was fully known
They knew there was nothing hidden which gave them confidence as he passed
In fact that is the very thing that made him a giant
No physical thing that made him attractive
No perfection that others need to attain
Just honesty with self and those around
I long to walk with that giant everyday


It’s time to live again 

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The Flame Within


I could not help but notice the flame burning within him.
Ferocious and destructive, uncontrollable in the way it scorched and burnt the very fabric of the man he was meant to be.
I looked long and hard but I never once saw it extinguished, always burning with the potential to be fanned into a roaring cauldron at any moment.
 
I see there is a flame burning in you.
The passion within that drives and motivates to accomplish great achievements.
The flame that others admire, flickering and making beautiful impressions on the landscape around, touching the lives of those that are lucky enough to feel it’s warmth.

I changed my focus looking back at the man, tears formed in my eyes and fell to the ground as I watched.
The dignity in the way he accepted the flame was enchanting.
For it is part of him, the very essence of his existence. 
When for a moment he denies the flames reality it roars into life, with a wildness that flaunts its destructiveness.
 
I have finally accepted the flame in me.
That although the same burns differently to the flame in you
I’ve accepted the flame won’t stop burning.
It’s futile for me to keep on yearning for it to be extinguished.
For the flame is the very essence of who I am, forever a refining fire. 

It’s time to live again.
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My Foe

My foe, the very essence of who I fight against is what a long to embrace

Like a poltergeist following me from house to house

The algorithm of my own familiar pain always disturbs me

Targeted, focussed

My own damaged self causing destruction

I yearn to stop running, to embrace my companion

At home together co-existing 

No longer unwelcome, a part of me

The gold that it forms for all to see

It’s time to live again