How to Be

How to be gently,
How to sing Softly,
How to whisper a word,
that fills in blank   ,
of another souls life?

Brash & loud & Orange,
I love,
Greens & Blues & Yellows,
Dancing to steel drums,
with all the energy of a teen.

These two live together,
spin, spinning around an axis.

He is with me - right now,
How each day & minute & hour,
Walk with this delight,
He chose me.
So I can

Gently, softly, whisper a word
that hopes to fill hope,
in another soul's life.


Etches
The White House
Jan 19th 2020

Reality

Reality

We know what reality is! 

but as we dance,

down the roads of hopes,

to creativity,

to answer life's phone call,

there is, there becomes, there arrives, 

a shimmering blur of silvered light,

the dawn 

the gestalt-ed moment

o my loved ones 

we can pretend our life away

reality in fact a play

[trying to describe the behaviour that wallpaper over the reality of our creativity]

how to describe the roles we know

‘there is nothing new here’

but we can invite words, words that illuminate a ballroom dance

and wake the sleepwalker 

even for a moment

12/11/19

Thomas Poe

TWH

Version b - I blanche as it almost sounds like advice, whereas I want the 'reader' to see (hear) the light on their own, to ascend perhaps, to truly stop the merry go round and understand the truth of our situation, terminal singular chance, to speak into being as Aslan once did , call me fashioned but I believe in truth, in colours bright and of children’s laughter - as pure as the first waters of the first spring,

gestalt; “a configuration or pattern of elements so unified as a whole that it cannot  be described merely as a sum of its parts.”

Acknowledge

the sadness is,

built in.

locked away, perhaps but,

soaked through,

permeated permanently into,

my being.

the Lion King might shout,

‘He lives in me’,

look see that sparky frosted shaft of light,

Is true,

I now acknowledge.

still there is a path,

I walk alone, His words of wisdom,

absent

His strength and fierceness 

epicure’s of the mist

[grasping this reality & walk on]

father reach down and take my arm

let us walk together

this journey to complete 

He who knows the way

March 3rd 2020

Etches Penmen

The White House

I am not alone, I am not alone

He will go before me

I am not alone, I am not alone

He will go before me 

He will never leave me

(Kari Jobe)

Ambitious Hopes

Ambitious Hopes

If I had a blank page (ooops)

what would I write?

what thought can’t I disclose

that would get-up

another’s nose?

what rainbow of my heart 

(would I Place here)

(begin again)

a quote from Solomon?

of Plato or Socrates?

or perhaps some pointed barb,

in modern garb? (tweet tweet) 

so to elevate my self esteem?

All I ask , a tall order it is,

that some of these words,

writ in black, 

throw down a,

light for others track.

(ambitious hope of an older sapien)

T Poe and Etches 

11th Feb 2019

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gentled illuminating us all

Approach-es

breathe, breathe deep,

pause the walking way,

and lookup,

lookout on all.

how shall we approach, 

the father (in prayer)?

how shall we lay aside? 

structure and the murder of in-learned belief?

the gang of rules?

how shall we come without agenda?

without menu?

without the dictionary of desire?

approach in trust,

step, 

step for a moment outside of this broken world,

step into mystery.

I pray,

silence me, silence me, silence me,

let us listen with the stars themselves,

let's listen with the ocean wave,

watch with the mountains,

for ,

the breath, the presence of ,

the one who loves ,

the one who called,

the one who chose,

now

close to you

Thomas Poe

24/01/2020

before the pestilence descended  :-0

Oxford 

Lament

how long

before?

people see,

people adore,

and return 

to you?

[embrace]

how harsh 

a winter

to realise 

and release

fragility.

reliance.

control.

power

is no longer, 

perhaps it never was,

in 

human 

hands.

[awakened]

oh let us

together,

lament,

we did not

praise you

when

all 

was

joy

Etches Penmen

The White House

Oxford

25/10/2019

Who thinks?

who thinks time

who controls slowly

who reflects rolls

who hopes over

who changes us

who can see a future one

who can talk by

who speaks bye

who can pass away one

quietly into

another world

Etches and T Poe

16th February 2019

TWH

AFM BD