Once in a Celtic Dream

From The Depths Of Memories

Of My Mind

Beyond The Reaches

Of This Heart Of Love

My Soul Awakens

To A Different Life

In Distant Times

On Celtic Shores

I Hear the Plaintiff Cry

Of A Celtic Heart

Upon This Heart

Of An Ancient Moor

My Mind Wanders Back In Time

When First I Heard

The Melody Of Love

Floating On The Winds

Upon The Highest Hills And Crags

Of Rugged Irish Shores

Before The Suns Of Many Earths

Filled The Skies

Of All The Heavens

Before The Birth

Of My Very Soul

You Were Born

Unto My Heart To Linger There

And Nourish My Very Soul

With Eternal Love

Before My Ancient Eyes

I Behold The Beauty

Of My Youth

A Soft Gentle Face Haloed

By Golden Irish Curls

A Face Radiant

In The Love And Laughter

Of A Young Heart

I Held You In My Arms

And Felt The Pulsating Flow

Of Love Within Your Soul

We Kissed And Loved

Upon Those Irish Crags

And Shores

We Danced

Beneath The Moon

To The Music Of The Waves

Serenading The Rhythm

Of The Union Of Our Hearts

I Watched Your Passions

Rise And fall

And In The Final Throes

Of Ancient Love

Of Long Ago

To The Sound Of Crashing Waves

I Tasted The Celtic Water

Of True Irish Love

Alas Was But A Memory

A Memory Of Another Life

So Long Ago

When Once Upon A Foreign Shore

A Celtic Heart Dared

To Love

This Warrior Moor

Header picture courtesy of my Word Press Friend Jasmine


Posted by on May 13, 2017 in Uncategorized



One Moment in Time


Every Time You Look

With Eyes Of Love

You Will Find Me

In Your Thoughts

And In Your Dreams

For I Am

The Teardrop

Of Love

Within Your Eyes

I Seek Not Love

In The Internal Bounds

Of Earthly Horizons

But Seek Beyond

The Spiritual Realms

Of Eternal Love

My Love Lies Dormant

Within My Heart

Awaiting The Dawning

Of A New Beginning

I Am The Teardrop

In Your Eye

Who Loves You


And My Heart

Surely Will

I Do Not Dwell

In A Palace

Of Golden Splendour

But Dwell Within

My Heart Of Love

Let Not My Dreams

Of Love

Turn To Nightmares

Of Despair

Speak The Words

Of Love

And Let My Heart Hear

That You Truly Care

Take My Hand My Darling

And Hold My Heart

With Tender Care

Come Dwell

Within My Palace

Of Love And Romance

There Within To Dance

The Eternal Dance

Of Love

Beneath The Never Waning Moons

Of Lover Night Time Skies

Every Time You Look For Me

You Will Find Me

For I Am The Teardrop

Of Love

That Rests

In The Corner

Of Your Eye

My Love Is Yours


For I Can Only Love

The One

Within My Soul


Header picture courtesy of my Word Press Friend Jasmine


Posted by on May 7, 2017 in Uncategorized


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The Sparkle Of A Smile

How Did A Smile

Make My Heart

Miss A Beat

How Did A Smile

Cover My Mind

And Caress Me

In My Sleep

Your Love

So Free Open

 And Beautiful

As Butterfly Wings

It Landed

Upon My Heart

Love Is So Fragile

Yet You Floated

Into My Heart

And Settled In My Dreams

To Awaken A Soul

I See the Sparkle

Of Love

Within Your Eyes

And Hear

Within Your Voice

Your Gentle Song

Like A Thousand Tiny Angels

Singing Into My Heart

Their Melody

Of Love

My Heart Is Hurt

Yet Gentle

With Love

A Love Open And Free

Your Soft Eyes

Saw Into My Heart

You Are An Angel

Of A Lovers Dream

And In My Dreams

You Still Hold Me

In Your Heart

Why Is True Love Blind

All Diamonds

Do Not Sparkle

But Within Their Heart

Is The Brilliance

Of The Core

The Brilliance Of Their Shining

Their Very Heart And You My Love 

Your Memory

Is The Very Soul

Of My Heart





Posted by on May 2, 2017 in Uncategorized


A Bushmans Memory Of Love

On A Lonely Hill Top High

I Chanced Upon A Mountain Cabin

Where Gullies Meet The Mountains

And Mountains Reach The Sky

Beneath The Starlit Southern Cross

In The Darkness Of The Night

Stands A Lonely Rough Log Cabin

Holding Secrets Of A Past

Once The Refuge Of A Bushman

A Home Amongst The Eucalypt

And Ghost Gums

Standing Majestic And Regal

As Sentinels Standing Tall

The Door Was Always Open

The Fire Within

The Stone Earth Hearth

Always Burning Bright

The Warmth Within

The Old Log Cabin

Was Always A Welcome Sight

For Those Who Strayed

From Life’s Past

Within The Darkness

Of The Night

Around The Nightly Fire

The Old Man Would Regale

His Past

And Entrance You

With Story’s Of His Life

Story’s As Seen

Through Eyes Dimmed With Age

And A Memory As Young

As Yesterdays Dawn

Story’s Of Wars And Adventures

In Distant Lands And Foreign Shores

Tell Tales With Quotes

Of Ancient Times

And Lives Long Past

The Songs He Sang

Had A Melancholic Air

Of Love

The Words He Spoke

The Words He Wrote

Had No Rhyme

Nor Had No Reason

But The Rhythm Of His World

Was Felt Upon Your Heart

And As The Night Grew Tired

The Question Of Love Evoked

And Coldness Pervaded

The Old Rough Hut

The Coldness Of An Old Mans

Broken Heart

The Silence Within

Unspoken Words

Faded As The Old Man

Retired To His Dreaming

And Somewhere

In Australia’s Past

An Old Bushman Gave Up The Ghost

On A Lonely Hill Top Line

Where Gullies Meet The Mountains

And Mountains Reach The Sky

Beneath The Southern Cross

In The Darkness

Of A Star Lit Night

Stands A Lonely Bushman’s Gravestone

Beside A Rough Log Cabin

The Door Is Always Open

The Fire Within The Old Stone Hearth

Has Now Grown Cold

And In The Stillness

Of The Night

The Walls Still Echo The Stories

Of An Old Man’s Past

And If Perchance

Your Mind Does Wander

And You Hear The Eerie Cry

Of A Wild Dingo Or A Mopoke

And Your Thoughts Wander

And You Start To Ponder

Of An Old Man’s Love

The Cabin Takes On

An Eerie Gloomy Chill

For Words Of Love

Were Never Spoken

For In Death

In Old Man’s Heart

The Words Of Love

Died And Grew Cold

As Cold As The Embers

Of A Fire

Which Once Burnt Bright


Posted by on April 11, 2017 in Uncategorized



A Paris Love Affair

Do You Recall The Night My Love

When Once We Strolled

The Streets Of Old Paris

Beneath The Gas Lamps

Shrouded In Soft Falling Rain

Hand In Hand

On The Cobblestones

On That Night Of Love

We Strolled

Feeling The Cold Mists Rising

From The River Seine

We Were So In Love

My Sweet Heart

Your Eyes Sparkled

In Those Early Days

Of Our Happiness

I Gazed Into Your Eyes

With Adoration

And Caressed

Your Long Radiant Hair

Protected That Evening

By The Parasol

The Gas Lamps

Had Just Been Lit

And You Shyly

Clasped My Hand

In Your Soft Tender Grip

Be-toking Tenderness In Love

We Strolled Till Late

My Sweet Heart

Till The Gas Lamps

Grew Dim

And Beneath Their Fading Light

We Kissed

We Professed Our Love For Eternity

And Arm In Arm

In An Ancient Life

Our Souls Faded

Into The Mists

Of The River Seine As

We Strolled That Old Paris Street


Posted by on March 23, 2017 in Uncategorized



A Photograph Of Memories

Under A Chandelier Of Stars

We Strolled Along The Sands

Of The Oceans Shores

You Held My Hand

I Held Your Heart

As To The Gentle Sound

Of The Oceans Waves

I Felt Your Smile

Upon My Beating Heart

A Heart Glowing With Love

In A Lovers Embrace

I Felt Your Soft Breath

Upon My Lips

Under The Moons Radiant Glow

We Kissed That Night

So Long Ago

Two Lover’s Hearts

Long Into The Night

Strolled The Sands And Kissed

Along The Shores Of Love

With Undying Devotion

You Held My Hand

I Held Your Heart

And Under A Chandelier Of Stars

We Vowed Eternal Love

I Roam The Sands

Upon The Oceans Shores

With The Sound

Of The Oceans Raging Roar

As In My Hand

A Photo I Let Fall

I Watched In Confusion

And Despair

As The Angry Waves

Ceased Its Roar

And Saw My Photograph Of Love

Float Upon The Waves

And Leave Earths Mighty Shores

Alone Upon The Sands

I Roam

Header picture courtesy of my Word Press Friend Jasmine


Posted by on March 21, 2017 in Uncategorized


Dreamy Eyes Of Dreams

Dreamy Eyes Of Dreams

Dreamy Voice Of Love

Words Of Love Softly Spoken

Eyes Beholding Untainted Love

Yet Sometimes Eyes Cannot See

But The Heart Can Always See

It Was Love

When First You Crossed My Heart

Again I Can Believe

Again I Live In The Wonderland

Of Love

Your Voice

A Voice Of Song On Lips Of Love

I Cannot Live Without Your Love

Sometimes Eyes Cannot See

Yet A Heart Of Love

Can See For All

My Days Are Never Ending

My Nights An Eternal Dream

You Are The Vision

Of My Happiness

With You I Am Complete

Your Voice Echoes Upon My Soul

And Plays The Strings Of Love

Upon My Heart

Your Love Is A Work Of Art

Created By He

The One Who Gave The World

The Beauty Of Love

When You Look Into My Eyes

Then You Will Realize

Love Is Real

When You Hold My Hand

Then You Will Realize

Love Is Real

There Is No Falseness In My Heart

For Now Our Love Can Never Part

For Once In Times Of Old

Twins Were Born

The Twins Of Love

One Soul One Spirit

Divided At The Birth Of Time

Long Before The Setting Suns

Or Lovers Strolled

Beneath The Stars On Moonlit Nights

We Kissed My Darling

We Loved With Fervor

And Promised Our Hearts

Eternal Love

I Have Searched For You My Love

Over Times And Spaces

Now My Heart Rests

In Twilight’s Hours

To Love My Angel

With My Hearts Devotion

Now Two Hearts Are Bonded

A Soul Reunited

Maybe Eyes Can Never See

But In My Heart

You Are With Me

Don’t Doubt My Love

You Know My Heart

You Know My Soul

Raindrops Of Teardrops

Cascade Across My Pillow

Each Night

Tears Of Loneliness

Tears Of Yearning

Oh How My Heart Aches

To Hold You In My Arms

Once Again

To Never Part

To Sleep In Bliss

With My Lovers Kiss

To Sleep The Dreams Of Love

Sometimes Eyes Cannot See

But The Eternal Eyes Of Love

Will Always See

For Within My Heart

Within Your Arms Of Love

I Sleep Through Eyes Of Love

I Sleep With You

Header picture courtesy of my Word Press Friend Jasmine


Posted by on March 21, 2017 in Uncategorized



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