SONGWRITING
Some poems have a natural rhythm & rhyme.
Put such poetry to music or the simple beat of a drum and you have a song.
I enjoy writing lyrics for songs. Can you hear the rhythm?
Put such poetry to music or the simple beat of a drum and you have a song.
I enjoy writing lyrics for songs. Can you hear the rhythm?
JOURNEY OF THE ABORIGINE
Ayers Rock Red raw power Aboriginal Kingdom Beyond Earth & Hour Dot to dot Of conscious travelling Energy journeying Into realms unknown Inner being seeds are sown See the beast Run through Desert heat Lightning strikes White brother Conquers animal Like light dissolves at night Dark brother Sinks in sand Paintbrush markings In his hand Draws Rain Spirit From the dust Banishing white man’s Greed and Lust Rain Spirit Showers the land Black man brother Gains strength of Heart & Hand Face is dusty Heart is pure Foot is worn But his spirit’s Never torn Aborigine Always Free In the Dreamtime Some can See © 2005 |
REFLECTIONS ON THE RIVER
Reflections on the River Sometimes near and Sometimes far Reflections on the River That is all we really are Reflections on the River Flowing through our life Reflections on the River Passing joys and strife Reflections on the River As Below so up Above Reflections on the River Mirroring the Eternal's Love Reflections on the River Seekers seeking Divine Grace Reflections on the River Shining light upon our Face Reflections on the River India lets your spirit sing Dreaming of what life may bring Mother Earth’s Awakening Growing deep within our Being Reflections on the River Passing through a foreign Land Reflections on the River Eternity’s moment in your Hand Reflections on the River Running through your thirsty Soul Reflections on the River To know your Self‘s the only Goal Reflections on the River God within and God without God in Silence and the Sound Reflections on the River Step by step along the Tao Reflections on the River That is all we really are ... Riverside, Koregaon Park, Pune, India © 22/02/2004 |
GHOST
My spirit, A fallen ghost Haunting the corners Of its cold host The heart shattered Small splinters scattered By the winds of winter gathered My soul wandering Towards your breath Secretly yearning for Magic, Life and Death The mind praying to heal What now seems lost and torn Masks are melting, Sliding away From all outer form All that is left is My Lost Soul Searching for its Home 100 days of sorrow Yet there s still Hope for tomorrow For in another corner of the world Happiness must be waiting to be born So I can come back Free from grief From a Tunnel o f Light Full of relief Re-birthed, New and alive A powerful Fire Burning Inside Facing the pain Your demons are slain The snake bites its tail And you are reborn Again and again.... © 12/2004 |
SOME SOUL
You just gotta know No matter what you do You just gotta have some soul No matter where’s your home You just gotta have some soul You just oughtta know No matter where you go You just gotta have some soul Chase your Demons away Choose your Happiness today Chase your Demons away The Dragons inside You must Slay And the Joys of tomorrow Can be yours Today Birthing the Light You destroy your Dark Night Chase your Demons away Choose your Happiness today Guitar Ballad © May 2004 |