Wednesday, 18 February 2009

Is there a place beyond the stars?

The Morning Light
oil on canvas

Is there a place beyond the stars?

With no trace of cities or cars

Where light does not cast a shadow

And life's not so fast and shallow

Where there is just one tree of life

That forever grows free of strife

In all directions spiral out

The celestial branches about

Where each little leaf does unfold

So that creation can be told

And all the roots are intertwine

Across the parallels of time

With the right and wrong, meek and strong

Creating a celestial song

The pillars of creation grow

Out of darkness for light to glow

And will explorers one day find

Such a thing within a child's mind

And find the future and the past

And all the fusion and the mass

That lights the million suns of night

In life of little ones of light

For could we be beyond the stars

When we ponder within are cars.


Sunday, 8 February 2009

Let the bubble pop

Mayflower oil on canvas

Let the bubble pop

And let the pound drop

For England will be free

Upon the deep blue sea

Free from the Liberal dogs

That brought the foreign gods

Of all that greed and lust

That turns beauty into dust

And we will once again

Stand as British men
This poem is dedicated to all those poor souls that have been out in the wind, rain and snow on strike for British jobs for British workers.

Sunday, 1 February 2009

No Time

watercolour and ink

The stars have the night

To delight

Beauty has the Earth

To give birth

And birds have the sky

just to fly

And fish have the sea

Just to be

But I have no time

Just to rhyme

And I wonder why

With a sigh

watercolour and ink