The Sea, She Claims Me.

The sea she claims me,
She sends her arms onto the shore
To embrace me.
Joyfully I walk into the sea.
She holds me and together we are one.
Floating away under the warmth of the sun.
Swimming we stretch and pull together
In the current and motion of her underbelly.
In the deep dark interior of her form
I see a multitude of magical lights
,Enclosing me like a colourful shawl
A Kaleidoscope of red blue and green.
Fish large and small welcome me to their domain.
I sleep surrounded by her love
Hear her music deep inside me.
I smile, feel calm, at peace.
Here is where I will stay, happy to be
Under the sea
In a world new to me
Calm, happy and free.
Val Cook 2006

Why

Lake Coniston Cumbria

Why when we walk through a place of un timed beauty
Touched by seasons, but never loosing that special appeal.
We hold our breath and feel uplifted and amazed.

Why when we see a child with an open innocent face and trusting eyes
We gasp and look with longing at our past innocence.
Then feel a sadness, mixed with joy for that child`s passage through life.

Why when we hear music so special that it touches our inner core
And fills our body for a brief time, with longing
As we remember with a smile or a frown lost loves.

Why do we constantly search for perfection in ourselves and others
When we have today and tomorrow to accept
That all around us, we will find less than perfection.

Why when we feel dissatisfied and sadness
Don’t we balance this, with a love of life itself..
So we may find life`s imperfections a perfect foil for peace of mind.

Val Cook 2009

Bad Dreams

Let me interpret your dreams
And all will become clear.
Prophetic or persistent
Help is always near.
Are you falling forever
Are you drowning in the deep.
Has your love one got another
Do you suffer lack of sleep.

If you dream of Frogs you `ll be successful
And your friends true and sincere.
Wearing a helmet will give you
A protective atmosphere.
But see it on another
Many problems reappear.
Dream of coconuts
Gifts and money ,
Will put you in good cheer.

But if nightmares stalk and haunt you
Through the dark winter night.
And you hear the weirdest noises
As you lie awake in fright.
Its just your imagination
That’s playing tricks on you.
So you see there is an answer
For all dreams that may be bad
I think it could be down to
All that Turkey that you had.
　
If your dreams are so dramatic
That you wake up in a sweat
Then you must look for a reason
And the reason is I bet
Its possible you have eaten
Something heavy something strong
Or drunk more of the hard stuff
Than your usual, am I wrong?

Val Cook 2008

A Mothers Soliloquy