CREATIVE WRITING
The Glistening Pond
The Glistening Pond
From the heart
The Glistening Pond
The Glistening Pond
The Glistening Pond
From deep below
Troubled waters stir the night,
Ever so slowly
Churning the murky depths,
Not seen.
Silently it creeps
Towards the sleeping calm
Shimmering unaware,
Faint moonlight sets the tone,
Unending night.
A stillness abides
For the reflection above,
Gently it moves
As if awaken from sleep,
No sound.
Moved from within
How long can i contain
The tro
From deep below
Troubled waters stir the night,
Ever so slowly
Churning the murky depths,
Not seen.
Silently it creeps
Towards the sleeping calm
Shimmering unaware,
Faint moonlight sets the tone,
Unending night.
A stillness abides
For the reflection above,
Gently it moves
As if awaken from sleep,
No sound.
Moved from within
How long can i contain
The trouble that stirs before it breaks,
And Glistening Pond
Slumbers no more.
Eoin - (October 14, 2009)
True Intent
The Glistening Pond
True Intent
Cannot be easily spoken
The "True Intent of the Heart",
Nor can it bet easily shaken
From whom we were at the start.
Shall not be easily taken
For granted by the Soul,
Nor shall it easily awaken
Through all of life's long toll.
Could that path be easily trod
Then many could easily bare
Their souls wide open to others
With hardly even a care.
The jour
Cannot be easily spoken
The "True Intent of the Heart",
Nor can it bet easily shaken
From whom we were at the start.
Shall not be easily taken
For granted by the Soul,
Nor shall it easily awaken
Through all of life's long toll.
Could that path be easily trod
Then many could easily bare
Their souls wide open to others
With hardly even a care.
The journey - though long may be
To tear from their heart the layers,
As one - here or there may happen to see
The Intent of the moment we share.
Would be that the outer not judged
For far beneath our outer shell
There truly lies within - The Intent
Our heart to offer -
from deep does truly dwell.
Eoin - (July 2, 2009)
Breathe
The Glistening Pond
True Intent
I am here - Sensing
The Dust as it Forms on the Face
Darkness giving way to light.
I am here - Cosmic Energy
Circular patterns Flowing
In Waves of Random Movement.
I am here - Weightless
As light Beams attach to appendages
Drawn through Time and Space.
I am here - Unfolding
Of Stellar Gases and Stars being born
A Witness to Our Essence.
I am here -
I am here - Sensing
The Dust as it Forms on the Face
Darkness giving way to light.
I am here - Cosmic Energy
Circular patterns Flowing
In Waves of Random Movement.
I am here - Weightless
As light Beams attach to appendages
Drawn through Time and Space.
I am here - Unfolding
Of Stellar Gases and Stars being born
A Witness to Our Essence.
I am here - The Traveler
Cognition becoming Alive to senses
The Universe fills the lungs.
And when I Breathe -
You are here too.
Eoin - (February 16, 2008)
In Misty Fog
In Misty Fog
In Misty Fog
In misty fog I find myself
Treading this path of life
In ages past the way was clear
And never a thought of strife
But times had changed, the darkness came
Prevailing against the light
The soul within from despondency fled
Deeper into the night
Until one day the path did end
No further could I run
To find myself almost done
In fear I stood, before t
In misty fog I find myself
Treading this path of life
In ages past the way was clear
And never a thought of strife
But times had changed, the darkness came
Prevailing against the light
The soul within from despondency fled
Deeper into the night
Until one day the path did end
No further could I run
To find myself almost done
In fear I stood, before the night
Sensing my end was near
The abysmal called for one last step
No other voice to hear
With pain of heart, I faced my fear
That one last step to take
And over the edge, my soul did fall
My dreams I did forsake
How long I fell was far from me
Of weight I had no thought
Until one day from sleep I woke
The fog had come to naught
I cradled arms I found myself
Far from that distant night
Enshrouded with warmth and peace of mind
Slowly forgetting my plight
With loving care he nurtured me
To the fears he applied a balm
My soul at last had found that place
My life had reached the calm
And life anew had finally sprung
From somewhere deep below
The truth indeed that in the end
Our paths we never know
Eoin - (November 1, 20090
To Be
In Misty Fog
In Misty Fog
Naked and Vulnerable
Free and Wonderful
Afraid and with anticipation I wait.
A longing For something "other"
To be seen and not hidden.
All of who I am -
Past, Present, Future - (as time limits my perspective).
To Pass beyond that border
To experience the whole
To be all that I am
And all that I am
And
Naked and Vulnerable
Free and Wonderful
Afraid and with anticipation I wait.
A longing For something "other"
To be seen and not hidden.
All of who I am -
Past, Present, Future - (as time limits my perspective).
To Pass beyond that border
To experience the whole
To be all that I am
And all that I am
And all that I can -
To be..................
Eoin - (2008)
Aching Heart
In Misty Fog
Aching Heart
Why torment myself thus so
When aching heart doth strain,
T’would be better to lie alone
Than face the scorned disdain,
Of those whose intentions untrue.
Somewhere beyond the blue
Another aching heart
T’will find it’s way so far
In chorus beat as one.
Eoin – (March 3, 2012)
The Dance
In Misty Fog
Aching Heart
Dark and alone – The call of the dance beckons
From distant roots – Lost in the maze of time
An undulating force – Drives the lethargy from the grave
Sleeping wombs – Quake with the birth of life
Cosmic energies align, Divining the time as near
When lines fade – Cognizance merging onto one
And the Dance begins
Cast off the darkness of days
As dawn becomes dusk
Eoin – (2009)
And The Walls
No Stone Unturned
Dreams Drifting
For once there lived…
And light was once seen through the windows of the soul.
And music of the heart was shared to the world.
And warmth of the within drew the lonely stranger.
Of times past the walls tell of many stories.
Of many births
Of many lives
Of many deaths.
Then the life was gone
The light dimmed
The music no longer heard
The warmt
For once there lived…
And light was once seen through the windows of the soul.
And music of the heart was shared to the world.
And warmth of the within drew the lonely stranger.
Of times past the walls tell of many stories.
Of many births
Of many lives
Of many deaths.
Then the life was gone
The light dimmed
The music no longer heard
The warmth became frost.
And the walls became silent and died.
Eoin – (August 3, 2008)
Dreams Drifting
No Stone Unturned
Dreams Drifting
Dreams drifting
As grains of sand in the hourglass
Gently stirred
By the movements
Of life’s ebb and flow
Reaching out
And watching
As those Dreams
Flow easily across my skin
Longing that one could touch my soul
Aching as I close my hand
Trying to capture just one.
Eoin - (July 7, 2009)
Of Things Unseen
No Stone Unturned
No Stone Unturned
Of Things Unseen
Care not for now – For things to come,
Enough today – Are things undone.
As soon T’will pass – This fleeting day,
I’ll never come – Again this way.
How oft’ I think – Of things unseen,
A broken heart – The cut so clean.
The gaping wound – Of time to heal,
That one day soon – Again to feel.
The power of love – It’s driving force,
To
Of Things Unseen
Care not for now – For things to come,
Enough today – Are things undone.
As soon T’will pass – This fleeting day,
I’ll never come – Again this way.
How oft’ I think – Of things unseen,
A broken heart – The cut so clean.
The gaping wound – Of time to heal,
That one day soon – Again to feel.
The power of love – It’s driving force,
To move the heart – And set it’s course.
Of passions true – To bend the will,
The strongest man – It’s power to feel.
The wind that blows – Cross glist’ning pale,
The source of thoughts – With others tell.
The last unseen – Will brightly shine,
With stars to share – This soul of mine.
Eoin - (0212)
No Stone Unturned
No Stone Unturned
No Stone Unturned
No Stone Unturned
Walking through life
Encounters
come and go
Some Stay
For a time,
a season, a reason
Old habits
Hard to break
misunderstanding
Not ever sure
Of who I really am
hurting people
Dropping stones
On innocent lives
if I can’t see them they are not there
Eoin - (2009)