Poem Poetry: Ancient Africa

Poem: Ancient Africa

The heart of ancient Africa

Where wild the sea does foam

The plains the dust the thorny scrub

My soul it here does roam.

The breakers grind the ragged rocks

The shore line washed in salt

Of mountain far

Of high bright star

Of raging beast

Of insect cheeps

My soul this is its home

The drum of ancient warrior cries

Of spear the shield of hide

Of stamping feet of arms thrown high

It’s war that’s greets the long past eye.

My soul of this has known

The sun of a new day dawning

The moon of the night time done

The future star to hold my heart

The place I’ll never have to part

My soul, too this will grow

Africa is my calling

Africa is my past

Africa is my souls delight

Africa i call till last.


Liam Feb 2019


Poem: What is Love?

Loves joy is the wild laughter we together found.

Loves magic is the glue holds together when unbound.

Loves being is the silent power within all life.

Loves integrity is the truth which holds beyond the strife.

Loves presence is the quiet whisper  when alone.

Loves secret is the truth we share to build a home.

Loves home is the heartbeat which creates the ground.

Loves ground a fertile place these seeds are found.

Loves seeds we share throughout the day.

With everyone in every way.

Liam. October 2018

Poetry: What is Love?

Poetry: My Reflection

Poem: My Reflection

This reflection is it really me?

Yes my nose that crazy hair

It’s in my eyes though

my look of dissociation

I feel the dissatisfaction

the disambiguation is deep.

Am I ever enough?

My belly’s soft a little round

No six pack abs like Arni

No chiseled unique physique

It’s simply unspectacular

Captured in my reflections gaze

A puzzled furrowed brow eyebrow raised

Can I learn to appreciate?

Can I grow to recognize?

I’m lost reflecting thoughts

Not that reflection there, no

Do I dare challenge the stunning

The perfect those magnificent others?

I’ve been taught to adore

To admire everything but me!

I’ve learnt to be insignificant

To tow the line to buy to be beautiful

Is it ever enough?

Am I never enough?

I glance I glare into this void

I grab my stare screaming

“Never, Ever!” will I capitulate to mediocrity again

I’ve been lost

I’ve just found

Me in enough

I’m enough for me

I’m enough to be happy

I’m enough to be true

Im enough to feel uniquely

Meaningfully me.

Liam February 2019

Poem Poetry: The Face

The Face

You awake, in the future that I am about to begin

You have sewn the seeds of my future deeds

Have made the start to heal a heart

Of the life I live within

It’s about that place I mean to go

Can only reach when I grow

Grow beyond my familiarity with me


It’s where I’m growing too

It’s how I’m knowing too

It’s another, other side of my face

Where it’s give share love and happiness

You awake in the future I’m about to begin

Take my hands

Pull me up away from the tears the pain the rain

Start the new

Begin the game

Let leave the old

Transform my pain.

Liam February 2019

Poem Poetry: The Prince of Light

Poem: The Prince of Light

Who comes thirsty to the fountain and spring?

The moon & stars reflected therein.

Quenching thirst first on light, on reflection and awe.

The cup flowth over with wisdom with more

Fruits foreign sweet wine to this table tonight.

Who is to marry the prince of light?

To greet dawns wing on a golden flush

To wrap the night in a star filled hush.

To touch me with a spear of fire

Be it true

Be it love

Be it who

Be it you my friend

Dust tired and spent

Who at the end of a journey long

Who sipped the night

Who drank the light

Who sung the song

Of a new life coming

Of a day fresh born

Of a souls awaking

Call out the trumpet

Call out the horn.

It’s the prince of light who wakes the morn.

Liam January 2019

#Poetry #Poem: The Metaphor

Poem: The Metaphor

Find your metaphor and fill it with dance and glow

For in the orchard of your mind golden apples grow.

Harvest this poetry

Rich sweet and song

Like treasured pearls

To right the wrong

To inspire the desire to move beyond


Speak out with those throttled voices from inside.

Crack your silence with the truth, arise.

Move to your metaphor

Dancing free in space,

Fill this life with love and feel the grace.

Liam January 2019

#Poetry #Poem: The Way

Poem: The Way

As you start to walk the way,
It’s the way you walk that finds you
You talk and walk, you listen you sing
It’s flow it’s life we hear it ring
You recognize this cosmic sound
It’s steps which ring on sacred ground
Of thoughts which interlace the space
Between the music of the spheres
Sounds of joy ringing in my ears
So as you start to walk the way
It’s the way you walk which finds you.
The path of life
Times looked times learned
The steps we’ve often pondered
Of pushing out the edge of fear
Of finding new the meaning
The way is here for you to find
So strive on out unbind your mind
Be the love in all
Now as you start to walk the way
It’s the way you walk which finds you.

Liam January 2019