Writing Poetry
I never set about to write poetry;
the words kinda rearranged themselves onto the page
Worship The Sun
Watched the sun rise on Balmoral
It was an inspiring sight
A ball of fiery yellow
To herald the daylight.
God of the sun is Helios
Mythology Greek reveals
Rode his chariot across the sky
Constantly beating his heels.
Worship the sun; worship the sun
I look upwards and see the light
Worship the sun; worship the sun
Powerful star of great might.
During the day what happens then
When through the clouds it skips
Adventuring across the blue
Tumbling as it flips.
Some days it simply disappears
And hides behind the grey
What does it do, where does it go
When it is far away?
Worship the sun; worship the sun
I look upwards and see the light
Worship the sun; worship the sun
Powerful star that is so bright,
I saw the sunset end of day
It smouldered with great pride
Glowing orange embers
Horizon to collide.
Then it’s time to rest once more
And to the sun I pray
Contemplate the soul unique
Before another day.
Notes of My Song
Rain
I hear the rain falling in the night
Pounding on the roof; I get a fright
But quickly it is a joyous thing
Constant rhythms comforting.
It sounds fresh; a gift so free
From Zeus, rain god mythology
A meeting p’rhaps of others too
Who bring the rain for me and you.
There’s Chaac, to whom the Mayans pray
He strikes the clouds; there’s no dismay
Indra’s the one I know the best
Hindu legends stand the test.
Forget not Frey, the Vikings’ lord
Or Tialoc who brings Aztec reward
I think of them all as the rain tumbles down
Offering their gift to country and town.
The sound of the rain then lulls me to sleep
I wonder if you are now drifting deep
Into dreamland where lush green meadows unfurl
Thinking of me as part of your world.
I wake in the morning; it is raining still
I smile, rub my eyes, longing for my fill
Snuggling and cuddling right now in the light
Cradled in your arm; a lovers’ delight.
Petals open to the sun
Insects search nectar rich
Waves tumble to the shore
Never is there any glitch.
Be my sun, my nectar rich
The shore that beckons me each day
Best of me brought out by you
A melody for hearts to play.
Be the notes of my song
Irrespective of the key
Dancing up and down the stave
Tempo changing constantly.
Allegro, presto, piano, forte
Voice or instrument to trill
Major, minor, sharps & flats
Bringing harmony at will.
Piano and the violin
Carry melody with grace
There is elegance in tone
Something time cannot erase.
When notes & chords are right
They resonate a special way
Just like lovers in the night
Together locked forever may.