- Bedlam Boys
For to see Mad Tom of Bedlam
Ten thousand miles I traveled
Mad Maudlin goes on dirty toes
For to save her shoes from gravel.
Still I sing bonny boys, bonny mad boys
Bedlam boys are bonny
For they all go bare and they live by the air
- Boat Of The Moon
Come wind come
Tarry with me for a while
Bind your coast to my desire
Come let a waft in my eye
And hold my words deep purpose
Inside your heartless disguise
If by chance
- Dandelion Wine
And then in the springtime
Remember our stashed away
Bottles of dandelion wine
A day in the orchard
Lost from everything
Found last hours
- Hazel Steps
Give to me the token
By light of full moon glare
Speak the flower's ardour
A blade unto the air
Lift a lonely finger
To touch of my heart skin
The world becomes a muscle
Released in gentle flexion
- Hazel Steps Through A Weathered Home 2002
Hazel Steps Through A Weathered Home-2002
1. The Orb Weavers (5:06)
2. Hazel Steps (5:09)
3. The Seer and the Seen (3:23)
4. Kingdom of the Shades (6:42)
5. Morning's Waking Dream (6:06)
6. A Poet's Lyre (5:30)
- Kingdom Of The Shades
Without paper without ink
Would you set out to think
A song that never was sung
With words that were not spoken
On lines that have not hung
The signs that leave no token
Stray with me the strands of intricate layers
Strong and swift, swim within this stream
- Morning's Waking Dream
Shimmers splendent merge, laden tendrils waver
Descending drops of water disperse in lucid layer
A smile spread over rainbow sky
Refracted in the raindrops crying eye
They fall away to where the sun hangs brightly
Trickling down where on the dews are shown
In the play of moments moving lightly
On the grounds of morning's blooming down
- Rosehip November
Rose hip November - autumn I'll remember
Gold landing at our door
Catch one leaf and fortune will surround you evermore
Pine tree very tall, waiting for snow to fall
Mist hangs very still
Caught by dawn in castle moats around the sleeping hill
- Sea Ritual
Prayer unsaid, mass unsung
Dead man's urge must still be wrung
Dingo dong, the dead bell's sound
Mermen chant his durger on
Wash him bloodless, smooth and fair
Stretch his limbs and sleek his hair
Ding and dong, the dead bell's gone
- The seer and the seen
The sands collect the signs of the ocean
The winds hold sway to swell the motion
The breeze that breathes upon the skin
The leaves that leave yet only a skein
Along, within, and through the years
As stray as they never knew the way
Allay the doubt, subdue the fear
Afraid they never knew your name
- Thousands Of Bees
In a jar of alchemy
The sands of mind washed in from the sea on a sinking boat
Navigating the tangled thread
In a snag at the edge of the bed a well-worn plot
Written in an aching need
The book with the shining seed could not float
I awoke in the early morning
I thought to tell you something
- To Thrum A Glassy Stem
To Thrum a Glassy Stem
on fragmenting taffeta mirrors
Manacled to an earthen house
Over two bending knees an iron chain
Beatle, bone and stone
Pine for a love unknown
though winged soporific dreams
Lay sprawled, waiting expansive
- Two Wax Dolls
Two Wax Dolls, blue-yellow braided
Wrapped up in scrolls, splayed into folds
with limbs two and four, face within faces
that scatter in hews of gleaming gambol
Blood-tied scrolls wrapped between
Wings cross-meshed, star-skin bodies
Link the needle stuck thru my eyes,
- Wind That Cracks the Leaves
The wind that cracks the leaves
Has scattered all the seed
Lo, the light limned low
Low to the ground
The time is all I own
And time is come and gone
The limbs of life left low