by Steve Tanham
It’s beating on my eyes again It’s blowing up my nose It’s howling round my lips and mouth And stealing my repose ➰ He dares not let it in, again The chaos is too strong It throws around the furniture And wrecks the right and wrong ➰ I’d like to give a voice to it But how to drink the wind? I’ll have to … Read More Being Storm
by Steve Tanham
On sweet golden wood decked in yellow Is my love of ochre from you? A fantasy glimpsed in old posters A place where poor children are few ⦿ From a farther realm now you are calling Bright image, uncharted, at sea Your home somewhere richer and darker with meaning Not timeless nor faded but free ⦿ Let me sail down to Rio within you … Read More On Golden Decks
by Steve Tanham
On golden wood bedecked in yellow Is love of ochre gained from you? A fantasy glimpsed on old posters A space where poor children are few ⦿ From a farther place now you are calling Lost on the seas, uncharted, not gone Your home somewhere richer and darker with meaning Not glossy or gaudy nor stone ⦿ Let me sail down to Rio within … Read More On Golden Decks
by Steve Tanham
And you did not Grow up too soon The cat and the bell And the boys in the moon ⦿ The eyes that yearn For one more tune From the cat and the bell And the boys in the moon ⦿ Must gracefully turn To the quieter room From the cat and the bell And the boys in the moon ⦿ ©Stephen Tanham
by Steve Tanham
No passing bells For those fine fathers Who dodge and draft The deaths of others ⦿ The weapon makers’ art Is mute, no finer part Than see the sons of heaven Torn apart ⦿ ©Copyright Stephen Tanham
by Steve Tanham
My temple is the sky, Which speaks to me In passing moments Too brief to truly capture But not too brief to see ⦿ My hearth and home Is this, our earth, enraptured My body-brain became its child And yet, ‘I’ am a child of sun And, in me, loved, as in you Ascends a different eye ⦿ My solace is the ocean Which … Read More My Temple is the Sky
by Steve Tanham
We had forgotten In the turning of the clock In the slide to dark afternoon Lay a deeper power —– We had forgotten The power of the fire The gift from the beginning The reaction of intelligence —– And in the darkness Around the fire Held within the flames We remembered —– ©Stephen Tanham
by Steve Tanham
⦿ I had not thought to think on death Until the line of light grew thin Until the narrow, fragile band Was all there was of what had been ⦿ There was a time I had the Earth Where ‘now’ embraced potential Where energy flowed free and fast My will the blueprint elemental ⦿ Until the bog and fog grew thick And weeds, untilled, … Read More Death in Life
by Steve Tanham
Within the hidden monocrown Distance dominion fades There live shapes Hidden to Eye ©Stephen Tanham
by Steve Tanham
Who knows what bridge of thoughts May curl, combine, delight or tease To bring the lands below In savage joy Together ©Stephen Tanham
by Steve Tanham
And yours is no disgrace Yours to arrive and not to know To stand in the sun, un-named And feel the sliding mountain Falling behind and not know fear At the sound of tiny pieces Returning to their source ➰ Used… ➰ And yours is no disgrace When used means filled with ‘lived’ Lost to recall, now, but singing still Upon that shore From … Read More Yours is no disgrace
by Steve Tanham
Summer’s Last Kiss When ocean’s shine turns mirror bright And deeper love seems written there When crested waves hiss rest awhile And be with us in formless dream Then know that summer’s parting kiss Casts lingering promise bold and bare ➰ To cling is but a dreamer’s sigh As worlds rotate and tides return Her russet hand will still caress Though leaves are … Read More Summer’s Last Kiss
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