The Golden Beach

The path it led to a golden beach,

Rich it was under one's feet,

To walk along the golden shore,

Rich in shells,

Washed ashore,

There one sat,

Counting the waves,

The day it went,

As the waves kissed the shore,

Ten thousand or more did one count,

Before the day was no more,

As the Sun went down......

Corbyn Head Torquay 

Emotional Fall

The emotions fell,

Like a waterfall,

Diving into a pond,

Where memories stirred,

By the current,

For agitated visions,

Rose from depth,

Of the times and places,

Where one drowns in regret.......

Water Lilly on a Pond

 

Behind The Curtains

Behind the curtains,

One practices ones lines,

For entering the stage of the day,

All ways on time,

Under the rays,

In the spot light one bathed,

But behind the smile,

A heart is breaking,

Of an immortal soul,

With open scars,

That don't seam to heal,

Forever weeping,

As a jester,

One plays one part,

As the matinee of the day ends,

One takes a bow,

As the curtains draw,

One prepares,

Prepares for tomorrow,

With an open heart........ 

A Rhythm It Sings

The beats of the heart,

A rhythm it sings,

Pumping faster when one speaks your name,

Cupids arrow hits a mark,

In the centre of a heart,

A lovers eyes make it weak,

For singing in tune,

Another rhythm is heard,

As it sings,

Answering a song, 

With the same lyrics it has heard,

In harmony the romance begins,

Rolling Clouds

Rolling clouds,

Over shades of green,

With multiple colours of heather,

Mixed within,

With rugged rocks,

Forming formations,

Cairns created in the most unusual places,

With standing stones,

Placed in lines and circles,

With sleeping giants,

On top of Tors,

Moorland streams,

Running their courses,

With rambling ponies,

Flocks of sheep,

Herds of cows,

Who just roam around,

That is what Dartmoor is all about.......

Haytor Rock Dartmoor

I am Nothing

I am nothing,

Nothing I am,

Not worth a thing,

But nothing has value,

For it's worth everything...........

Sun Set

As the sun goes down,

It's the end of the day,

The memories of today,

Will be remembered one day,

As the imprints made,

Over time will wear away,

But the journey on the path,

The direction taken,

Will never be the same.......

Fork In The Road

Rustling Leaves

Rustling leaves,

In the moonlight,

Glistening in the lunar ray,

On a moorland,

A tree is isolated away,

One sentry,

Guarding a gateway.......

Once Upon A Time

Once upon a time,

A new day was born,

It ended yesterday,

With the dawn,

The Sun it rose,

It was a beautiful sight,

It graced the day,

With delight,

For the present moment,

Was in the ray of light,

A new way was found,

From the darkness of the night,

Strength was found to take a step,

Forward on a path,

One ploughs ahead,

When Horizons Meet

Two horizons meet,

Like starring eyes,

Through the clouds,

The crowded room,

They see you,

You see them,

The ignition of a flame,

You both believe in..........

Buttercups, Buttercups

Buttercups, buttercups,

In a field of green,

With butterflies fluttering,

From leaf to leaf,

In the gentle wind,

Laid in a meadow,

Grass is swaying,

Day dreaming away,

With white cotton clouds,

Gracing the sky,

Way up high,

Gently floating bye,

Like the time,

As the sun begins to lower,

To the line of the horizon,

As a day prepares to say goodbye,

But the memories,

Will stay,

For tomorrow.......

Life's A Stage

To be on stage,

Performing for thee,

The seats are empty,

No one can, one see,

Under the spotlight,

Feeling the heat,

The show must go on,

Don't want to be seen week,

Until the final curtain,

Is drawn and the show complete,

One will gracefully make one's exit,

After the final bow,

Until then,

The show must go on,

A day repeated,

Daily,

Week after week,

As the act runs it's course,

Repeatedly after Act 111,

In strength one grows,

For those that care to see,

For Yesterday led to Today,

That leads a path to Tomorrow,

The Acts 1, 11 & 111,

The lines you read......

For what will be, will be,

The Universe had said, trust in me........

Torbay

To sit and look over the bay,

The suns gone down,

An end to the day,

The glimmer of the moon,

That lunar light,

Glistens on the crest of the waves,

With the sound of the sea,

Washing the shore,

Taking the foot steps away,

Now the trace of the past,

That path has gone,

Only a memory remains,

Time it passes,

Night it darkens,

The stars shine in the constellations,

Until the rise of dawn,

As the rays of light grace the sky,

The start of a new day.................

Torquay at Night

Names and Places

Lost on a path,

In the middle of the night,

No trail to follow,

No guiding light,

Lost in thoughts,

Waiting for a sign,,

Hopefully soon it will be sunrise,

For listening to the whispers,

Rustling through the leaves,

Names and places,

Bring back memories,

One falls into a dream,

To wake in the morning,

With the ray of a rising sun,

Trying to make sense of where one has been. 

A Castle Fell

To loose a crown,

When a castle fell,

In ruins the kingdom of a heart,

For love fell to one's knees,

Surrendered to the truth,

It was not meant to be,

For the jester's tears,

Seeped,

Laughter lost,

In the darkness,

Now one sleeps.......

 

Horizons

Two horizons meet,

Like starring eyes,

Through the clouds,

The crowded room,

They see you,

You see them,

The ignition of a flame,

You both believe in.......

Spaces

Spaces fill the gaps,

Time fills a void,

Grains of sand falling,

An hour glass draining,

Hands moving,

Clockwise,

Counting minutes,

Effortlessly,

Pass bye,

As a dawn is born,

That day has passed by,

From  yesterday to tomorrow,

The present is a gift,

The gift is the path,

This individual journey,

From the first day,

To the last........

Graced

Graced with the rising Sun,

A new day born,

This day has begun,

With the Sun crossing the horizon line,

Warming rays,

Caress the bay,

With kissing waves,

On golden shores,

With a gentle sound,

Of rolling pebbles,

As the tide,

Lowers with the time,

With shadows coming out to play,

All occurring in a natural way....

Dawn in Torbay

 

Whispering Trees

Whispering trees,

One is listening,

To the words carried in the breeze,

Watching the limbs,

Dancing with the wind,

Music made by the leaves,

With drifting clouds,

Floating by,

High above the canopy,

With daffodils,

A carpet of yellow,

Spread over the woodland ground,

With a chorus of birds,

Flying free,

In nature's play ground,

A waterway runs it's course,

With a flash of blue,

The kingfisher is around,

Angling on his fishing ground....

Stover Country Park May 2025 Akn 

On One's Own Path

On one's path,

One must go,

It makes no difference,

If one goes fast,

Or if one goes slow,

No destination,

Clear in the mind,

Just moving forward,

That's all,

In one's own time,

That's all that one knows.....