Posts tagged “sky

Sky dream

I would love to dip my toes in that deep blue sky.

Wade knee deep in the clouds floating by.

Drink the timeless mists, that quenched the souls so long ago.

High in these mountains, still a few of it know.

Would the sun warm my souls, as i dance through his garden?

Slip seeds of peace into the earth, soften souls that have hardened.

Mine it is till the frost settles on my sleep.

Wake me then, but the memory i will keep.

© Deon Heemskerk 17-6-2013

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Morning mountain air

Particles of cordial sun,

float in on the mint air.

Peach tasting sunrise,

through the night sky will tear.

Song of the rhythmic river,

dances through the valley.

Dew sits thick,

earths moisturizer layered heavy.

Air so dense,

 Every lung full of wriggling energy.

Peace is home here,

the mountains caress the soul so gently.

© Deon Heemskerk

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Memory of a mountain man

The northern stars keep him now.

Away from harm, away from pain.

Free to soar, where the wedge tail roams.

Over the mountain tops of  his valley home.

Looking over us from a distance, his soul now free.

In our hearts you will always be.

© Deon Heemskerk 9-1-2013

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Thankyou for the wonderful memories!

Be at peace friend!


West Warmth

The icing sugar-coated red sky,

spreads like a blanket above you and I.

The afternoon orange,

Juicy to see.

The spectacle brings the warm energy,

to you and me.

The clouds form figures and castles,

surrounded by a blue lake.

Love so tenderly given,

guilty feelings sometimes when I take.

Out in the west the day begins to slow.

But not in my heart,

were the warmth continues to grow.

© Deon Heemskerk 8-1-2013

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The early corridor

The man with the white blanket chases me down this early corridor.

His fingers cover my eyes,

only can i focus on the floor.

This ant track fixes my direction,

nose tasting the fresh breeze.

Mystical twisted tree revealed for a second,

just in view for a tease.

Its arms pointed skyward,

as if reaching and pulling the energy down from above.

Long he has seen the passing of the ants and gives them the breath of his love.

© Deon Heemskerk 29-12-2012

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Lake to Sky

I pushed through the dark lakes surface.

My consciousness suspended in time,

like every other poor soul locked in the cycle.

I dried myself with a smile,

fed my soul on the sight of the moist forest.

Not a dollar to my name,

but the richest man on the earth with my health and happiness.

Picked a piece of a star,

shared it with a rising shining little light.

The sparks in others is there,

but not always in plain sight.

Misguided goals,

the dam holding themselves in.

To break free part of the journey,

a pilgrimage with no set path or destination.

Hardest part the break in before the break out,

those old habits and excuses.

The train line with missing links,

to get you to the next station.

Piece together the universe,

a connection is there you hold a part of it.

Dont dismiss a new idea or direction,

before it has time to bear fruit.

 © Deon Heemskerk 8-11-2012


Sky gazing

You could stand at the same spot and look at the sky and it would never be the same.
Subtle differences barely seen by the naked eye.
Pink light cloud gathering where the wedge tail flies.
Gaze on,
a minute better spent than an hour hurrying.
Clear mind rambling,
no words spoken,
much more humbling.
Where was this treat of freedom earlier in this chaotic day?
This view and cool mountain breeze, blowing my troubles away.

© Deon Heemskerk 19-9-2012