As I sleep I dream of seas and sounds,
signs and sailors; of ships ashore.
I dream of love and light
and the winds of change.

I dream the dreaming,
the whole, the host in my heart;
the men, the many, the women and all
the freedom of signs of life in dreaming,
all blossoming rivers to see mind grow.

© Lexene Burns - published in The Poetic Bond VII anthology 2017

​Empathetic Heart
To feel, to reach out
To love, to help
To help find truths
Of mind, of our heart
Of our whole mind scene
 
Other people reach their truths
And we reach for more.
We find ourselves giving
Giving feelings see fit the way
To seek the fields that carry love
 
Over the road of mind
The empathies carry
And give our heart out
To give every road of our mind
the truth of mind
and heart

​© Lexene Burns

Inspiration for poems can come from anywhere.  A thought, an image, a word, feelings or an emotion.  Nature often inspires poets.  



Words
 
They free themselves as we go along
And as we create them 
They become our heart's song;
To create the poems that carry
A message of portion told
Of our solar road in action time,
Or face and fruit the load.
 
The poems of love go freely
And wilt the hearts of men
To seek the roads of women to bait
Their hooks to seek a friend:
But wisdom says the poems go free
To select the roads that carry
The first-light of mind 
and feel the road,
To see it in our dreams.
 

I am awaiting the arrival of my copies of The          Poetic Bond VII, published last month.
  
It will be a great read over the holiday period        and new year, with 112 poems, by 50 poets          from 11 countries, represented.  

I am happy three of my poems are included, one being Planet Earth, see link .   

Poetry is the song of heart and soul - all colours.
A big thank you to Trevor Maynard for continuing with the Poetic Bond series.  Submissions open March 2018 for The Poetic Bond VIII.

We see heavy clouds come and go;
we sweat and hope for rain
for our gardens are dry and weary,
and our bodies, oh, so dreary.
Rain will break the fear
of ‘Troppo’ madness and more beer:
of thunder, with all its lightning
which can be very frightening;
 

Life;
Heat of heart and soul;
Heat of set of sun;
Heat of passive fine time
In truth of our homes;
 
Truth of life forward;
Truth of empty wishes;
Truth of all creatives' bellies;
Truth of every rend of time.
 
Without fire
We exist in spirit only.
With fire we create talks
And truths of talks.