One's Dreams

To dance on the path,

At the midnight hour,

Illuminated by the lunar rays,

That travelled so far,

As one danced towards the dawn,

A start of a new day,

For every step forward,

Was to a rhythm of a beat,

That quickened the pace,

Of those footsteps,

That led a direction,

Created by one's dreams,

The Ocean Tide

To sit and watch the ocean tide,

Kiss the rocks,

At the dawn of the day, 

The beginning of the start,

Sound of the waves,

Crashing and splashing,

In rhythm with the beat of a clock,

As the second hand moves,

Movement propelled,

The minutes in the hour,

As the tide lowered,

The tears dropped,

Off the faces of the rocks.........

Meadfoot Beach

The Sea Tide

The sea,

It rose with the tide,

The Sun was high in the sky,

The sea,

It lowered as the day came to and end,

With only foot prints left in the sand......

Sand Art Torquay

Control

The hands controlled the time,

But the time controlled the tempo of the 

movement....

Skeleton in a Coffin

As The Pendulum Swings

Dreaming that one,

Could control,

The hands,

On the clock,

Fighting with time,

To slow the momentum,

Of the tick-tock,

As the pendulum swings,

Slicing through the vision,

As one watches,

Unsure of how long,

One has got ...........

The Yew Tree

To walk backwards on a path,

Not a path travelled before,

Around a Yew tree,

Seven times no more,

A tale of myth and lore,

To stand in awe,

Under the branches of the tree,

Where grave stones stand at angles,

Of those that passed before,

A whispered wish,

Cast to be free,

For in life on one's path,

What will be,

Will be,

To then find a Rose,

Upon a seat,

Colourful,

Beautiful and free........

 

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,

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.......

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. 

Torbay

The Sun was shining,

A morning in Torbay,

To bask in the rays,

Of this beautiful day,

Looking over golden sands,

Of the bay,

The sea caresses the shore in a romantic way,

Gentle kisses of waves as they break in a

loving way,

With soaring gulls,

Drifting a high,

With a few cotton clouds,

Just floating by............

Paignton Beach

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.......

 

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 

Morning Born

A new day,

With a morning born,

The start of the week,

A new path found,

With cherry blossom beginning to show,

The first duckling,

Swimming on the pond,

With new born lambs,

Jumping in the field,

Spring is showing,

A lovely time of the year,

Soon it will be Easter,

When a bunny will be hopping around .....

A Duckling

A Robin

A Robin flew to a tree on my path,

This was fate,

It was meant to be,

He sang a song,

In his merry way,

Only a few will understand his words,

This brought joy,

In so many ways,

For as he flew away,

A smile was born,

As I knew I would see him again,

On another path,

On another day.....

Robin 

Sat

Sat on a path,

At the dawn of the day,

Cross roads in sight,

Thinking which way,

To the left or to the right,

Or straight ahead towards tonight,

Can one decide without questioning why,

Sat on a path,

The Sun now high,

Warming rays,

Brighten the sky,

To step with the left,

Or step with the right,

Can one decide before tonight,

Sat on a path,

At the end of the day,

Could not decide,

Decided to stay,

The cross roads now lit,

With a lunar ray,

Maybe tomorrow,

One will find one's way.......

 

Feel The Glow

To feel the glow of the morning sun,

The warming rays,

The start of the day,

To warm a soul,

In so many ways,

That brings a smile,

As one goes along on one's way,

To let the day unfold,

With memories made....

Sun Plant

To Fall From The Highest Heights

To fall from the highest height,

No wings to save one from one's plight,

To hit the ground with all one's might,

Impression made a grave to sight,

To lay there without,

Out a care,

Contemplating the nightmare,

In the darkness of  the night,

But to rise again with the rising sun,

Feeling the warmth of a new day born,

To start again,

In the direction you choose,

For the priority is you,