Short Baptising Poems

As the living water
Moves within streams 
falling down from the mountain source 

Baptising love in crystal light 
With burning flames inside the soul 
For keeps each word holds reverence to your name...

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Above lime trees, below the lemon sun
The bees and birds bathe in the skies lagoon
Of this fine hour I gaze what has begun
To me to be the quiet birth of noon
In symphony with natures harp and tune

A hue of heaven brushed above the air
Of sacred ether and omniscient flare
Baptising wings where-in horizons dew
With eyes as feet that step to stair, I stare
Awestruck anew a splendour of a view...

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The morning wakes the sound of birds
The trees are flooded with delight
The poet search his heart for words
To bid farewell to sultry night

The dew hangs fresh upon the grass
Baptising my tired fevered feet
I am come home to love at last
Hibiscus and the jasmines sweet

Go stars, go, pale in his bright light
I only need one Sun to guide
One armour for the final flight
When the moon brings the promised tide....

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Barefoot and barely awake,
I'm yawning in the shower.
Church bells score
the chilling of my skin – 
the grim gander of goosebumps
along porcelain arms.

House veins haemorrhage
baptising me with gore.
The murder encircles, closing in.
You're mad; you must be
I shattered one of your eyes.

I am the tempest's tail,
the tainted within your walls;
a trojan horse of egregious energy,
the eventual ghost in your belly....

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