In the dark hour

Nocturnal Flowers, John Lyons (oil on wood)

In the dark hour

In the dark hour
that come and go
           the bright beauty
and the fragility
           of their life

flowers that cast
           no shadow
that simply are
           to be admired
to be treasured
           love of flowers
that never leaves us

John Lyons


Stardom, John Lyons (50 x 40 cm, oil on canvas)


I carry my silence with me
           it’s a place in which trees
and plants and the whole
           of nature exist without words
the pure being unqualified
           by thought or even feeling

in this place there is love
           that demands no expression
love as the air moves
           through my lungs
love as the blood courses
           through my veins
love that resolves
           the mystery of the universe
so that I no longer ask
           why stars ?
we – you and I – are the light
           that illuminates
the darkness
           we are warmth

I cannot see everywhere

           that I am
I can only be
           as I am

John Lyons

To the rising sun

chaos of colour
Chaos of colour, John Lyons (40 x 40, oil on canvas)

To the rising sun

What I’m wondering
           on this lovely morning
is the purpose of it all
           my breath
my beating heart
           a neighbour’s dog
dressed like Napoleon
           believing that they
can conquer the world
           and I’m playing with words
looking forward
           to my next move
and the moon is there
           a reminder
that what goes around
           comes around
the sun has risen
           from the dead of night
and I am in love
           and that’s the truth

John Lyons

The colour of love

The colour of love, John Lyons (40 x 40 cm, oil on canvas)

The colour of love

           that rise
within me
           that burn
with passion
           that consume me
that fire me up
           that spur me on
to express
           what is
within me
           a cloud
of feelings
           a constant
           of colours
that coalesce
           into shapes
and gestures
           that are
a subscript
           for love

John Lyons

Early morning musing

flowers 2020
2020 flowers, John Lyons (oil on wood)

Early morning musing

Beautiful mottled January sky
           light illuminating
shreds of grey cloud
           birds engaged
in aimless enjoyment
           the to and fro of their lives

the year is on the turn
           there may be better days to come
but this is one of the best so far
           and it feels good
to be alive
           to know that there is love
in the world
           and to be a part of it

John Lyons