Author Archives: Ned

Ancient Ilk (day 2200)

This is my primitive shit
My unconditional
Motivated by another force
Called a different name
Hung with different nails
Wood of an ancient ilk.

This is the voice ignored
The silenced, betrayed
A crashing of stillness
That left cracks
Spreading to remind me
I haven’t changed
Just remembered.

To Stand (day 2199)

Thought I was the one, man
Took every last dime
Crawled away in darkness
Head hung not so high
Wished upon a night sky
For strength to stand my way
How many more upsets
Must I leave away in earnest
Take my hands from the cutting block
I’m still able to stand
But I thought I was the one
And here I am still a man.

Solitary Circle (day 2198)

How do I succeed at following rhythms?
Time passing while my heart beats
With unspoken visitors enabling
Each pitter-patter footstep leading
Into a little hole I don’t know how to close any more.

I watch bluejays easily get mad at
Unflinching sun poking through spaces in a wild canopy
And woodpeckers at ease as I whistle a hello,
Vigorously and meticulously rummaging through
Every year of hard protection.

Will I find answers in these rhythms?
I dance in firelight imagining all of my ancestors
Which brings comfort to my solitary circle
But never ceases evoking deep pangs;
My wild soul, accompanied.

Shawnigan Lake - Ned Tobin

The River (day 2197)

Lost on the river
Deep into my soul
Forgot another memory
And I’ve got you to hold
Diving deeper still
I used to know you here
For I whispered
Every single song
A holy ghost
That settled home again

Silhouetted Large Tree (day 2196)

Infinitely blue sky
Perfectly uneven branches
Blocking my late evening sunset

The Ancient Sword That Stole Away With You (day 2195)

If I could be the ancient sword
That stole away with you
One waltz that takes us merrily
To the sea so free.
Each bond you felt that held you back
I’m your liberating sharp
Whimsically eager at your call
Lightly laying aside ageing leaves
Floating our minds upon the breeze.
For your sup I’d fix your cut
Sliced so fine, no toil to chide
A glass of wine to ease your mind
Relax upon my sturdy spine
Your head upon my shoulder.

Goodnight Moon (day 2194)

Beautiful moon
I’ve seen you walk the sky
I’ve seen you grow in to,
And I’m here to say
Goodnight.

A Lazy Flower (day 2193)

I came upon a flower that I heard sing a sweet song
It lasted a whole day as I sat there upon a stone
Did you hear me coming?
Did I startle you?
I woke into a soft laid field buzzing of a wild abandon
My mind watched as it bobbed and hummed
A tune I came to love.
I hope my tear of joy didn’t startle you today
Though I tapped your tune onto my knee and whispered my goodbye
As day came on to call my hand
Home I sent away.

Summer Laughter (day 2192)

This is my laughter,
So soothing and coming after
Clean eyes of a closing chapter;
Life in the shape of a willow tree.
What have I become?
Sunsets carrying all my
Webs on a simple breeze
And always soothing laughter.

Jamboree (day 2191)

Display my song upon a branch
Next to leaves that swing
I’ve become a drop of sunshine that
Is flowing through each tree.

Be my smile within a bloom
A symphony of beaming joy
I woke here with such helpful hands
Shining through in every way.

Let my movement carry energy
That floats like a gypsy bus
Side to side and turning wide
Jamboree through each squeaky hub.