pass the parcel

Old beliefs wrapped

layer upon layer,

the hidden purveyor

of an age-old game.

Old news leaves

print on my hands,

smudging what’s real

in an unreal world,

where nothing is fixed

all opinions mixed,

as we all pass the parcel.

Until the silence

lands on my lap.

The beat of the music

pausing my mind

as I gently go in,

removing opinions;

discarding them

for the rubbish they are.

The repetitive blah

that fills time and space.

The make-believe stories

we tell ourselves.

The repetitive lies

of not being enough;

that life should be tough.

Living hand to hand,

hand to mouth.

Forgetting life’s a game,

a never ending play

where the one you betray

is only ever yourself.

reap, sow and plough

I am me, you are you, they are them over there

Observe those who don’t know; the ones that just stare

Keep an eye out for opinions, they fly dangerously low

Always move forward and don’t act like a schmo


Embrace all the madness and lengthen your stride

You know what you know and there’s nothing to hide

Ignore what your head says, just listen to your heart

Life is to live, it’s not something to chart


Don’t ever let anyone put you in a box

It’s no way to live and creates a paradox

Have a skip in your step and a wiggle in your tail

I can’t guarantee it, but I suspect you won’t fail


Dance with abandon, dance a jitterbug or two

Be all you can be, it doesn’t matter what you do

Smile at your reflection, give yourself a big wink

Don’t think too many thoughts, in fact try not to think…


Let go of your ego, pack its bag, bid farewell

It’s rarely any help and can make you unwell

Be grounded and present, live life in the now

Nurture yourself as you reap, sow and plough


Mislaid Days

Mislaid days

Lost in the contours of the mind

Tied into knots

Thoughts and dreams intertwined


Inches of print

Saying how life should look

Potential becomes limited

By this unconscious rulebook


Language is laden

Weighed heavily with lies

Evident choices

In a five-a-day disguise


Dangerous allies

In a home-grown crowd

Petulant egos

With agendas unavowed


Misguided living

Projects unchecked intent

Blindly following

Prevents spiritual ascent


Unshackle yourself

From the timelessness of time

Remove old labels

Shift from the paradigm


Follow your lead

Do not justify or defend

Know you are enough

Become your own best friend