Learning

numbers predicates

conditional

cycles medium course

numbers antonyms

past present stigma

filament tributaries 

failing flawed 

stumbled chaos

Where am I? 

rivers and flowers

universal shapes

replicated repetitions

just a boy 

and just a girl

rushing towards 

where vastness and 

illuminations and 

open lands

fold up and in 

fill up and expand

rise ahead and beyond

no quashing just 

expansion and 

embracing of what calls 

With the Boys

steady pace

ducking and diving

on a mission to shoot

enemies dead

through the green arches

slippery paths of

muddy streams

droplets gracing our crowns

oh the grass snake, the rocket

the den, the bridge to 

the pond and beyond 

drip dripping trees

I am happy 

we all agree soaking wet 

drinking from the bark pool

 shadowy green beech

Mother Thames

alone with the three 

children like a little pack

moving in unison

chattering and capering 

safe in the world

down the slippery old steps

Mother Thames

swishing sounds of times

come and gone

tide receding, revealing

the three petals

beautiful and vibrant

delicate and present

in their existence

rooted firmly in the ground

harmony and balance

for now, for now

 love encircled by gratitude 

quietly I think, uncomplicated

still - like a pool in the moon

What now?

what are these waves of love

this sense of gratitude

I have moved along in my journey

the fear of loss has passed

the desire for children and babies has waned

I now am stood on safe ground

I look around and I feel strong and big and calm

gone is the pain of times passed

the fat and sprightly robin bounces around joyously...

I nod and greet her in recognition

I look at my children with pride

waves of love overcoming me

excited about their growth

curious about the years to come.

as a woman

I feel there is a lot to be explored

a lot to fill and flesh out

Great Mother

Great Mother 

you are - have been -will be 

there

all along 

through gratitude 

yet again 

I understand 

it is through their bony teeth 

those buds

 from my body 

I let go 

broken wings 

 and in turn 

your arms

unconditionally 

eternally

speak to me

through the tree

the moss like fur

your embrace

deliciously gentle real 

sweet overarching bliss

your turn now

you say and remind

me 

do as I do 

Gratitude 2

births days come and gone

there is growth, of course

some of it welcome

some jarring and scary

birds in the garden

my faithful companions

coming and going too

reassuringly consistent

and in the quiet

with my self

spaces in my mind - open

and I feel that wave again

Gratitude

Gratitude

Gratitude

connection and meaning

love and light

the gift of the now

enveloping all that is

Gratitude

Together and Alone - journeys

Gratitude

Waves of Love

passing through

my Heart

Waves

Gratitude