Like you, I built my castle at the shore, Innocent of worldly wash and salt.
Parental splashes shaped turret and door. Securing love demanded I’d no fault.
Community of selves inside the gate, Some in favour, others disapproved.
The deepest keep, unwanted aspects’ fate. Sentries’ footsteps pacing ramparts’ grooves.
Seeing Your Stories
PoetryHeart Gate
Love me like so, and I’ll love you.
Make me complete; then I’ll be true.
Shortcomings behind, bring untroubled mind.
Keep ticking each box on my chart.
But no.
My Doors
Walnut and brass protect this homely space
From streets beyond, those others and events,
But the stranger still presents unwelcome face,
Reminding me of wages yet unspent.
Impermanence
I am a man and have three balls:
Huge bottom, chest and head quite small.
But for sticks, I’ve no arms at all,
A scarf but not a belt.
Lila
Sweep me up,
Enticing sprite.
Perform your dance.
Enthrall, delight.
Or will your game unfold today
In more awesome, terrible display?
Understand This
I see Now.
I see Me,
And in Me, me.
Here is clear
Perception of the perfection
In reality, My reflection.
Love
One dazzling Jewel, We,
Facets each for you and me.
Jewel, Sun, God, Sky,
One Light
Looks through these and those eyes.