The very word itself is inspiring; it conjures up in my mind a world of infinite wonders that I can only marvel at. Wonders that my head remind me that nature does not revolve around me, but around a vast universe of possibility. For whether I acknowledge it or not, Mother Nature and all her diverse energies will continue to exist long after I have evaporated into the sand of earthly time. She will continue to vibrate at her own frequency ever evolving and enhancing her beauty until she metamorphosis into the star she is meant to be.
The poems and writings on this site and within my books are purposely simple and are meant as building blocks to deeper thoughts (yours not mine). They are reminders of things that in time have been overlooked or forgotten.
Please accept these little ramblings as signposts to the world you might have left behind in the innocence of yesterday
Outside The Now P.O.M. February
Outside The Now
Sometimes while I’m in motion
I step outside the now
Reflecting on the universe
And wondering where and how
The stars they go in daytime
The moon it disappears
And why the trees in forests
Play noises in my ears
Why do the restless oceans
Keep beating on the shore
And why do tiny snowflakes
Make patterns on the floor
What makes the smiles on faces
At times just disappear
And leave behind a teardrop
To wash away my fears
Why do a babies giggles
Make me glow inside
And when somebody scares me
Why do I want to hide
Why do I chase each moment
As if it were my last
Reflecting on my future
As it repeats my past
Why do I look to heaven
What do I think I’ll see
Maybe God and all his Angels
Just smiling down on me
Sinkholes, Simple Things & Station Platform
The earth is making sinkholes
To fill in all the gaps
Then she flushes them with water
So they will not collapse
For her shell is now like acne
Pocked and full of holes
For beneath her hidden surface
There’s tales that go untold
For sand is ever shifting
And ploughing through the stones
Until it leaves a vacuum
With a crust upon its dome
Then in a moments madness
It cannot take your weight
And sits in ever patient
To deliver someone’s fate
For the first to tread upon it
Will soon be found inside
Of a newly formed delivery
Of a sinkhole far and wide
Thought To Ponder – True intelligence operates silently. Stillness is where creativity and solutions to problems are found. Eckhart Tolle
Simple Things
Such simple things
Bring great surprise
When you look
With Angel eyes
A flower wilting
On a stem
Through Angels eyes
Will bloom again
For Angels see
The way things are
So time itself
It cannot mar
The view through Angel eyes
PTT July 08
Music On You Tube – Scott Matthews – Fades To Vain
Station Platform
Just a moment at the station
That took me by surprise
There was something about her movement
That far look in her eyes
Was she really thinking
Just when to make her move
I had to try and tell her
She had so much to lose
But her mind it seemed was made up
No reasons would suffice
Then she jumped before that carriage
And ended her sweet life
My tears they fell like raindrops
My heart it ached inside
On that lonely station platform
Where I had no place to hide
Could I have acted sooner
I guess I’ll never know
I just hope the Angels caught her
But again I’ll never know…
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Spirit Of The Night & Solar Lights 18.02.2026.
Spirit of the Night Gentle spirit of the night Weave your dreams of pure delight With magic wand, cast your spell As in the darkness you do dwell Spread your stardust all around Like crispy frost on barren ground Chase the moon across the sky Sing to trees sweet...
Dusk Descends &The World It Thinks It Knows Me 11.02.2026.
Dusk descends in a whispered calm The rush of the day Now gives way to the dark The heat that had conquered Now sleeps until the dawn And the stars in their stations At last twinkle their form In quiet reflection The moon gifts her light For she is the beacon To guide...
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I have a firm belief in angels and feel them around me all of the time, especially when I need an extra bit of help in making decisions
Also, as I get older, I have a much better appreciation of the beauty of Mother Nature and enjoy nothing more than to sit in my garden and let her overwhelm me with her many gifts
The poems and writings on this website are reflections of my thoughts on various subjects, as they wander through my mind
I always find your poems so refreshing and indeed relaxing. When life becomes a whirl and gets too fast to cope with I just ‘fix’ myself by reading what you bring forward. Indeed a great tonic for me. Thank you Phil x
Thank you Phil for bringing memories forward and knowledge that everything and everyone is just a thought away !
Hi Phil,
loving your work!
Hi Tracy Sorry I didn’t reply sooner. I hope you and your lovely family are well. I only go into my website on a Wednesday as a rule to update it. The website has a good following and it’s nice that you enjoy my simple poems. x