Ray Sinclair Poems

On grassy banks young lovers lay,
by sparkling waters, giggling children play.
Sumptuous food, wine to share,
good company, not a troubled care.
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I am realm of everything.
You cannot contain me,
for I am no thing,
neither a he or a she.
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Have you ever stopped and wondered why,
you love to gaze at a starlit sky?
Have you ever sat and watched an ocean blue,
why is this sight and sound blissful to you?
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The Clearance Diver
Boy of sixteen waits for the train,
trying to be brave it's only in vain.
Nervous inside he try's to be still,
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I lie in bed, my minds a race
the day's passed by at such a pace.
Stillness …how I long to be
to put an end to this constant me.
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Who are you?
I am the laughter and joy of babies born.
I am the deep seated pain of a heart that's torn.
I am the soft touch of lips upon a cheek.
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That day I died was no special day, just a day
Nevertheless, there I lay.
I wasn't young, I wasn't old,
quick death, loved ones told.
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In the halls of eternity echoes universal sound,
the beginning of all that ever was, ever is, will be found.
Always evolving, still the same,
start of time, end of game.
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By what name shall I call you?
The emerald green of grass,
You are also the sky, crystal blue
a life that's come to pass.
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I hear you breathe, I know you're there.
Velvet nights, dark raven hair.
I feel your touch, hand in mine.
Velvet nights, feminine divine.
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