One world

One world

The fact is
no matter what name
you give them

all rivers
throughout the world
run into the same sea

John Lyons

Genealogy

Genealogy

Think of the ancestral rose
           : how many petals
have fallen since
           that first germination ?
how many fingers have bled
           on its prickly thorn ?

Think of the world’s
           tireless genealogies
of those that have flourished
           and of those that are gone

John Lyons

The purpose

The purpose

Everything as simple
           as it can be
that robin perched
           on the fence
sings not for me
           but for itself
just as listen for myself
           we’re all
part of the purpose

           the robin
you

           and me

The lesson

The lesson

What winter teaches :
repose – a harbouring
of resources    
                       Nature’s
rest and recuperation
falling leaves
and temperatures
snow and ice –
a passing phase
Invincible sunlight
spring resurrection

John Lyons

Another day

Another day

Another day—
beauty unblemished
admire it in silence
words two-a-penny
           redundant

The veil of frost lifts
trickle of water 
seeping into the earth
petals soon dry
           in the sun

Love strikes a chord
it resonates
down the years :
her kiss will be
remembered
           for all time

John Lyons

Planet waves

Planet waves

Think of this
           there might be flowers
on the table in a glass vase
           white lilies or red roses
or bright-faced sunflowers
           whatever the case
these blooms are no accident
           nor are they here by accident

either you bought them yourself
           or they were a gift from a friend
or from someone who loves you
           like me : the flowers are a part
of the planet as are these words
           as is our love

John Lyons

 

Theory of relativity

Theory of relativity

There was a time I remember
           when I was very young
or if I forget I am reminded
           when I see young children
playing in the school yard
           and there was a time
when I was still young
           and most of my mistakes
were still ahead of me
           those were innocent days
perhaps lived in the bliss
           of ignorance

I now like to think
           that most of my mistakes
are behind me
           but you can never be too sure
so I keep a watchful eye
           just in case—

and none of this is to say
           that some things
have not gone right
           of course they have
and that includes you
           and so far so good
I’m just hoping I don’t
           make another hash

John Lyons