Monday, 19 January 2015
Meditation Majestic
A lone white-crested eagle
With a gaze for paths to follow
As brown brushed plains rise
As stone stacked stairways
In lust for moon touch
I shone so bright over black liquid lakes
And flowed so wet with purpose
As green jade currents
In river motion
On spirit streams
Handless clock faces
Filled with blurred star-lines
Giving me such in-spiralled wisdom
To have been offered the hands of Queens
From planet Kings
As smooth diamond lips promised me eternity
My earth-bound cord tensioned my return
mF
(C) MarkFlood2015
Thursday, 15 January 2015
Childs Play
Planets pooled in translucent bowls; servings made of marbles.
Children cast the cosmos on flattened boards; worlds collide.
In depths concealed on scaled perspective, in forms revealed to passersby.
Children see people vanish as eyes are shadowed; marbled eyes let spirits seen. Sunglasses floating on high, at marble tournaments.
Children step to walk and listen to talk; again for note in depths concealed on scaled perspective to passersby. Children mouthing P-L-anets under sunshine, in mimic of murmurs made from winged glasses, while glinting marbles roll.
mF
(C) MarkFlood2015 poem + image
Reed Over Arching Death S
Roads... The distance between heart beats
Asphalt emotions over earth soul
The rolling of life lined words
White blurred stuttered thought
The pathways for star hearts
Travels over time filled blackness
The ocean in light streams
Fluorescent misty dream serpents
Threads carrying human buttons
Over spreading twine fall
Praying to weavers for placement
Roads... Touching pattern to pattern
Fate to fates
mF
(C) MarkFlood2015 poem + image
Past Life Dreams
Words and ways cast in gold
The obelisk marked in reasons
Messaged light into the fold
Ripple and rise in tidal causes
Men and ship travel on hope
The Nile kept land that never pauses
Magic flowed from godly scope
Sage and soul and hummed evoking
Sound and silence carving stone
The Sphinx fired eyes of devoting
Viziers wise growth in aged unknown
Sight and spirit and rising stars
Forms and mysteries red cloaked as Mars
mF
(C) MarkFlood2015
Merlins Gaze
I see you off in that world embodied
Possums watch you weave
Fiddling well on essence strings
Stopping wing born creatures
Passing by
My cave not lonely for many circles
My gaze not moved for many moons
Your colour brings foxes forward
Trees fly your name on leaves
You are the change-born bearer
Tied in blood to causes beyond
None shall put you asunder to this
None boy
Take stock the staff this melds to hand
Walk rightly so as grown this pillar
And know that only your shadow sits in closeness
Over ever sight from Merlins gaze
mF
(C) MarkFlood2015
Oceans
Does one have to swim past the waves to feel the ocean
Women walk in such silence
All prominence and stature lost at beaches where only skin and flattened hair styles frolic
mF
(C) MarkFlood2015
The Poet & The Mountain
I think on the earths swinging moods, in storm thrown bark of foreign placement; perhaps the solar wind had ruffled her dress that day.
Great stones speak to me of patience, sediment by sediment; to fade slowly in dusty gusts.
Trees motion me to prostrate to their king of light; to all things under reign in warmth I relate on humbled knee.
Branched brown arms, green leafed fingers; I'm sure some caress my presence, though some push me to other paths and growth.
I feel solemnness between us as I call my leave; the mountain longs for words on oceans and what is it that replaces trees on flats beneath his gaze. And why it approaches so, with brother mist all brown and blackened.
I share my thoughts in lengths so little to one so lengthened in time. He knows that questions become answers on a growing path, and knows all leave is taken at the setting sun.
"You are welcome to tread here again soft skin, with your words and your listening roots."
mF
(C) MarkFlood2015 poem + image
Living Mystery
Under apple filled canopies
And lay you gently down
Over plush and risen earth
Would you give yourself wholly
As a lover flushed and fevered
Or still remain with sacredness
In reserved and white splashed silk
My cause may differ not to others
As with beggars from city and town
Yet still my thoughts reach for you
As arms from stem to sunshine
To catch your secrets
As I call your name
My love
My Mystery
mF
(C) MarkFlood2015
Monday, 12 January 2015
Homeward Diamond
A warming blanket of illumination
Home-felt hands resting on me
The sky faced as my father
My body feels tall grass around
My minds spent of proper thought
Serpents join my star light
The ageless pass me to rising flight
As mountain stones to passing time
Warm bedded contentment in form
A place has fallen beneath me
In final grace to my fading wonder
For I have longed as longing can
On the distance to clasp my jewel
My home to shine unbound
mF
(C) MarkFlood2015 poem + image
Sunday, 11 January 2015
Time Sweeper
As her broom never ceases
Swinging from moon to sun
And dusk to dawn
The brightness of painted memory
Dulled behind her brushing stroke
As all in sanctity and sadness
Causes no pause
In her presence of sweeping motion
Joy may gather in with joy
As we hum with her
On days blessed
She hums and she sways
The timeless time sweeper
As swept strokes pass all things
And all else
mF
(C) MarkFlood2015
The Gathering
Unmoved amongst
The delicacy of flower tops The gravity of star mist
The chatter of sparrows
"How so is such ? "
Asks the Forest King
Discontent within
The love pinched eyes
The grace carved words
The heart drummed joy
"How so is such ? "
Asks the Spirit Queen
Separated on
The blue cradled globe
The wind seamed air
The dust veined divinity
"How so is such ? "
Asks the Aether Seer
"A babe in tears knows little of things...
Knowing born from growth yet here"
Utters the Keeper
mF
(C) MarkFlood2015 poem + image
Friday, 9 January 2015
Portals
Shadows behind shadows
Rank upon rank
Coloured dimensions
I throw my body
To feel river-fall
Rough skinned brashness
With chocolate touch
As presently winged
I may birth anew
Love letting showers
Lightning dreams
Thunder hearts
Bent on freedom
Clasping thorn stems
Yes I bleed
I'm what is human
Take me onwards
mF
(C) MarkFlood2015
Thursday, 8 January 2015
Dreamscape
A dream I had while napping with my daughter yesterday. My best poetic efforts at its simple beauty.
Dreamscape
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Lemon bright sky
Bulbed green tree
Holds love to stone
White flower reverie
One tree
One Boulder
In love
Growing older
Lemon bright sky
Lemon bright sky
So vividly staining
On eyes lidless
In waking remaining
mF
(C) MarkFlood2015 poem + image
Tuesday, 6 January 2015
Sleepless
Sleepless; the distance between my senses lengthen
To the fore my eye moves reverently
Freed from the charge of the mind
Let loose my spirit in a jaded haze
Sleepless; there is glittered universe in glinting asphalt
To the sky that holds my being over roads
Driving on past fields and its whiskered countenance
As it's sunlit gaze belies deep wisdom
Sleepless; the versions of myself fade in the wash
As chalked clouds carry my misted essence
I wondered from place less in rest than hunting owls
On what is real in form and thought
When sleepless...I travel beyond
mF
(C) MarkFlood2015 poem + image
Monday, 5 January 2015
Awoken
With birds crossing flight at heights above
Matching thought to wings
And hearts to feathers
A valiant brow faces breadth-less horizon
The colour of the sky hides not the distance to the stars
As he thinks on places, worlds and souls
From slumber he had awoken
To see again such sight in word and magic
As sand from somewhere reminded him of waves
In need to roll and move to white crest fall
The life in swells and motion
Gives much to shape the earths rimmed lines
A soft wind touches him within
As his lips lift in corners of their length
Words fall from the golden silk bag of his muse
As she welcomes him home
mF
(C) MarkFlood2015 poem + image
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