Bill Garside

I Am

I AM,
The lion that roars in the desert
Timeless and alone,
And my roar is the wind
And the dry hot sand
And the night bowl of the sky.
My jaws rear back to catch the stars.
I am filled with their music.
My mane is dusty
And my terrible smallness
Engulfs the Universe.

Bill Garside

The Dreamer

So often
I wander from my clear home
Dazed by desire
Dazzled by images
Haunted by ghosts
Strung out upon a line
That starts
And ends........HERE!

Bill Garside