Late at Night thoughts

As I listen to songs drifting by
There is a quiet that tends to my dreams
Where are all those people out there?
Hovering in the ether, making no sound

I wonder how you are that you are so,
Where are the aches and pains of life?
The ones we talk of most days.
Has sleep overcome your ills and pain?

I will shout at your dreams and wake you
I shall send healing so warm to open your eyes
Is it me that is awake to the silence?
Talk to me as you re-awaken into this world

Here in the glow of computer screen I wait
Should I bother with being polite to your ways?
Let me lock my mind inside the peace of me.
I will answer your thoughts and send you dreams

Tomorrow is no longer a retreat it is not there
Only the now presides over this realm
I have spoken of these things many times
Is it failing to be heard in those awakened dreams?

Talk to me of things in this now, or past being.
Deal thoughts as playing cards waiting for the snap.
Be childlike in those thoughts more pure again.
I always listen to your ways, be they dreams or of the now.

I have to journey on in my now and will wait for you
Later as we take another tract that the universe calls
I will be there so just whisper my name,
They call me Grandad or correctly Alexander.

Just ask Sadie

About Yenti

Ian T Howard Born in the village of Hawkeridge Wiltshire in March 1942 into a family of eight, memories of these early years can be dated to, June 6th 1944, I remember the sky filled with aircraft,. My Sister was born on the 22nd of June that year and made are family up to ten. Our family was Mother and Father four boys and four girls, so you can guess that we had a great time, though our style of life was limited to our income. I could read at a very early age of three, I think that this was the grounding for my imagination, and ability to write. My writing started more during my senior school years, with the entry of one of my bits, as I call them, into the school magazine, of Matravers School of Westbury Leigh Wiltshire. I joined the Royal Air Force at the age of 15, and started writing in an exercise book, this I still have, one of my poems in there is the Valley, made from early days of playing around the countryside, when a small hole in the ground became a canyon. . Over the years of writing and changes in life, having my own family grow up around me, and then the parting of the ways as some families do. Also the passing on of my parents, two sister's and two brother's, having their influence on my thoughts. Then remarrying into a loving state, that has Spiritual connections, my writing has evolved into a wide variety of works that reflect my interpretation of the things around, not only in a factual way, but sometimes with a deep philosophical outlook with a soul to each and everything. I have through the connection I have with the Spiritualism side of my present life, recorded a great number of talks with the Spirit world as they are related to me, most times through Anne my wife who is an International Medium. These talks with spirit are recorded from semi trance times, when there is a connection between the two worlds, mostley when the Spirit girl Sadie comes through to talk to us using the Mediums voice, there are other Spirits that come through but this will be clear as we carry on through the tapes day by day, I will leave you to be at peace with all things. Here is an intro to my wife Anne and the influences that spirit has on our lives and the way that the children communicate with me, Yours, Ian.T Anne's words on the spirit world:-
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