These are 2 poems I wrote that appeared in a Canberra published book titled Treading Our Own Paths 1997
Clouds
As I opened the silence
of privacy and erudition,
words poured forth,
filled my quiet corner of hope.
Possible moments move past me
like a wind that’s not here yet.
I’m waiting for it,
it’s arrival is very late.
Clouds move above me,
they cast shadows over me,
it’s a moment for breathing air.
I thought I remembered something.
Something is troubling me
as I stare into space.
Something about the silence,
the words that poured forth.
It was the shadows of the clouds
and the clouds themselves,
they go by unnoticed.
If only I could remember them all.
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Egyptian Figures
Thebaic winds brushed against her face
Cerulean sky, utopian authority
Nefertari holds its presence with eternal awe
If it could be this place.
Egyptian figures moving through the sky
Like clouds they know how to fly
There is a feeling here
One knows it is very near.
A glimpse of ethereal colour
Spiritual hues sapphire, red ochre
Amethyst, topaz, viridian, copper
Reflecting from Giza, prismatic mirror.
The souls of the pharaohs forever eternal
Carried by Orion and Sirius stars nocturnal
The valley of the Kings full of hieroglyphs
The valley of the Queens filled high with gifts.
Nefertari swims the ancient waters of the Nile
Looks down over the sphinx that offers a calm denial
Drifting over the temple with the sign of life
restores the kingdom once more to its day to day strife.
Re the sun god enters into the night
Nut the sky goddess follows him just in sight
With the book of the under world the solar boat moves
Towards a new day Shu and Geb observe day to day rules.
Nefertari sleeps and dreams of light
Isis looks down and sees her so bright
Egyptian figures move through the realm of the dead
They must be careful of the perils that lie ahead.
The book of gates opens to exiled distress
the book of caverns reveals Tufnut a Goddess
Voices of Ba and Ka speak through a crystal place
The souls of the many move towards the afterlife.
Spiritual winds brushed against her face
Unrivaled love contemplative life
The book of the sun warms a new race
If it could be this place.