What a Fantastic Iydea!

This is a poem written about the most wonderful, award-winning, no frills vegetarian cafeteria in Brighton.

Situated on Kensington GardensNorth Laine


Lovingly prepared food

What a fantastic Iydea!

A true culinary delight

That deserves a big cheer


The big, breakfast plate

Is a vegetarian dream

Filling the emptiest of tummies

Splitting a tight-fitting seam


If you’re feeling adventurous

Like tastes out of the box

Then the poached egg combinations

Will completely fill your socks


If toast is the foundation

The bedrock of your snack

Their combination of toppings

Mean you’ll keep coming back


If simplicity is your style

They do wonders with fruit

Adding yoghurt and granola

Compote and syrup to boot


Now that’s just for starters

The clock’s not hit twelve

When the hunger pangs return

An appetite you can’t shelve


The lunchtime selection

Home cooked goodness galore

A vast selection of flavours

That guarantee you’ll want more


Salads of all varieties

All seasonal and fresh

And roasted root veggies

Topped with seeds and crème fraiche


Fruity cous-cous filled aubergine

With a beet, chilli slaw

Enchiladas and curries

Hang on, there is more!


There are freshly made juices

Fruit pulped, squashed and poured

To cleanse and invigorate

Your taste buds will applaud


If you’re not into savoury

And you’ve got a small gap

Their home-made cakes and slices

Are a sweet coated slap


Eating in or take away

Your soul and mind will be fed

The whole experience delightful

A Brighton gem to be spread

Allow life to happen

To-ing and fro-ing, all at great speed

Humanity’s running to fulfil what it needs


Without thought, without purpose, yet wanting control

That’s the surest way to dig the deepest black hole


Life isn’t done to us, we’re all part of the cause

A connection to life, always opens the right doors


Humility and kindness, we’re all one and the same

Be a reflection of love, serve your purpose without shame


Tribes offer safety, they can also stagnate

Your brightness and sparkle is what they abate


Be still in your body and still in your mind

Enlightenment comes, it’s not something to find


There is form and there’s formless; distinguish the two

Allow life to happen, to flow effortlessly through you

Your brave and new start

When we lift up the rock

Our minds recoil at the truth

Eyeballing the facts

Without reason, without proof

Who am I?

Who are you?

Do we really want to know?

Without knowing

Without direction

This is how we will grow

There’s no answer

There’s no doing

We must grow tall

And just be

Our fate

Our destination

Is hidden

Not yet seen

Time a mere concept

A manmade construct

Without reference

Without thought

Not an object, or product

Hold onto values

Hold onto your heart

Hold it tight, hold it close

The whispers, they’ll rekindle

Your brave and new start

Would you?

Would you recognise yourself

If you came face to face?

Would you like who you met

Or flee at a great pace?

Would you go back to the start

If offered the chance?

Would you accept that you’re perfect

Exhort in your dance?

Would you cherish yourself

If you knew you can’t fail

Would you live in the moment

And stop chasing your tail?

My own song

I surrendered to the day

And it showed me I’m whole

That by letting go of fears

I truly nurture my soul


I was present and held

Like an innocent child

With the full moon watching over

I could not be beguiled


I’ll sleep easy tonight

No longer haunted by the past

There is only this moment

As no dice have been cast


Just the sound of my heartbeat

And the wind through the palms

It is no longer about others

As I recognise my own charms


There’s no judgement in kind

There’s no right and no wrong

Just the sweet sound of contentment

As I sing my own song

Our purpose is this moment

Appearances suggest, it is closed and is sealed

It’s structure distorted, completely piecemealed

Movement restricted, there’s no room to breathe

The mind is immobile, held tight in a sheath


Voices, repetitive, dictate what can be

An absence of others, no lock and no key

Function reduced to a steadfast routine

Buoyant by sugar and shots of caffeine


A never-ending circle, is how life is viewed

The measure of success, is how much you’ve accrued

A knowing, a niggle, that this can’t just be it

Awakening to the truth, beyond all the bullshit


A moment of seeing the scale of the con

We’ve been treated like puppets for way, way too long

A new earth is upon us, it’s here for us all

It’s for us to embrace, it is time to stand tall


Start questioning, start searching to find your own voice

Don’t identify with form; it’s to you to make that choice

Let go of your chatter, it’s a foe, not a friend

Our purpose is this moment, that’s the real godsend