MIDNIGHT POETRY -“What If”

WHAT IF

What if there is no need for panic
If fear knocks leave him at the door
What if all there is – is in order

What if the sky is still blue
And the sun still shines daily
When you go out you can breathe

What if we are overreacting
And death is normal part of life
When it comes it takes us with her

What if there is no certainty
But we live in an illusion of control
Needing to hold the rains of life

What if life speaks a language
We don’t seem to understand
Yet are able to learn in silence

What if the road to hell leads through our mind
Take a U turn and stop at the traffic lights
Open the sunroof and let your hair out into the wind

Back into sanity

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Corona’s Magic Wand’

CORONA’S MAGIC WAND

Did you shake Corona’s hand?
Hard to know how you feel
Make sure you use a soap
Mortality is rather real

Whatever you believe
Sanity is the key
More of this madness
Fear has no brains left

Media jumps on the case
You have no chance
Being safe or sorry
Core of the story

Large groups of people
Need to be postponed
Due to fear and panic
What’s happening is manic

Toilet rolls are out of stock
Having the shits
With the world
People are now in shock

Bit of water lotus leafs
Growing wild
Becoming hippies
Living very cheap

Tins are off the shelve
Rice and pasta precious
Time to see through the news
What is real and what is just a shell

As time becomes dear
The love of family
Brings us all together
Keep your nerves of steel

Time to switch off the news
Connect with your partner
Have a meal with your friend
Rejoice about bright new views

See the beauty of this magic place
Living in fear breaks down immunity
Write in a gratitude journal
And put a smile on your face

Live a little…

MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Awakened Beauty’

She was hidden
Behind a pile of rubbish
Until the discovery
Of its golden centre

As she dag deep
Her hair fell forward
Her hands felt the dirt
Of unresolved past

Fountain of pristine fluid
Washed away all the muck
Once again and forever
She felt fresh and new

Her hair smooth and shiny
Her face full of laughter
Plainly in sight
The well lived lines

Breaking inside
Walls shattering
Open space created
Freedom to breathe

Her pulse got back
Slowly catching breath
Emerging from deep sleep

Awakened beauty

MORNING POETRY – “FREE TO LIVE & BOUND TO END”

Time flows in increments
Life gift was free to start with
Collected skills through work
Contribute to wellbeing of all

Dreams still arise during each day
Consciousness at it’s best
Pouring out new ideas
Wants and desires

The fun began
We open our eyes
Each day anew
Ready to be embraced

On a quest for adventure
New zest for more
Eventually it will stop
With the last breath

Variety of shapes and types
Rewards of all kinds
Put on the table
Bread and salt

Until we leave our form
Still chance to enjoy
The dish on the plate
Born out of the sweat

There is no time
When the chimes strike
To negotiate departure
Only saying Goodbye!

Crude energy
Bubbling inside
To transform
To create

The altar full of fruits
Oozing fresh juices
Opportunity numerous
To feel blessed

Our vanity has a smashed mirror
The futility of looking back
Jump in the ocean
Splash and feel the coolness

Nothing lasts eternally
But for infinity
Come on NOW
Rejoice! You woke up