Author: Timmy Conway

I raise my eyes

Walk through bent grass

Calm to a standstill

The oak silently nurturing the foetus

Breeze rapping the ringlets of the daffodil

No mind boggling equations

A petal landed beside me
A blessing from a wild rose
Sweet flower
Blending itself into itself
And spreading its heart
Giving itself to giving
Always giving
A journey
Forever a journey
That is you
And always will be you
Searching
Always searching
For a pathway
To Hope
To Joy
To Love

I HAVE NO NEED

I have no need
For other gifts
What I have
Is all I need
beside me
Walking the lane
Eating blackberries.

 

A WHISPER OF A BREEZE

 

A whisper of a breeze

A blackbird sings

A wagtail saunters across the canal

Swans paint Valentines on the still

And all is ready

As I am

For love.

 

WHEN I AM PERPLEXED BY WORK
BUSY BANQUET OF SUMS
PHONES RINGING
DOORS BUSTLING
I GO TO THE NUN’S FIELD
INTO MY MANSION OF DAISIES
WHERE GOLDFINCH SINGS
AS HE STRIPS THE BLACKHEAD

I KNOW
THE HOUR OF MY LIFE IS COMING
TO BEND THE BLOSSOM ON THE HEDGEROW LAY
TO SAY TO FRIEND AND FOE ALIKE
I WILL LIVE TO FIGHT ANOTHER DAY
THE SINKING OF MY HEART TITANIC
A QUESTION FESTERED IN MY MIND
I MUST WRAP MYSELF IN INNER COURAGE
REMEMBERING REJECTION IS A PASSING PHASE