Pete's Equinox

Equinox
Buried Treasure
CUBIT
Long Mynd
Liverpool
Castlerigg
Luss
Glencoe
Bali Hai
Misty Isle
New Pots For Old
Crimson Carriage
Time Lock
Home Port
Suliven
Caithness
Myd Clyth
Helmsdale
Loth
Penny Pieces
Bridges Borealis
Mindful
A Level
Goodbye
Twenty
Water Carrier
Good Morning
Swimming
Cats and Dogs
Tidy Mind
Counting House
Travelling Man
This Side of the Curve
No Letters
Progress
Dear Ex. Ed.
Music Makers
Last Day
MMMMM
Superman
Shazaam
Day Dream
Thorpe Station
Exit
Non Sense
Our Father
Ernest
Amen
Once Upon A Time
Think That It Might
Fifty Fifty
Together
NoNeed
Enchantment
Yeah Yeah
Time, once measured
By the passing sun
And waxing, waning, satellite moon,
Finer point in Roman times
The candle burning,
And shifting sand disappearing, soon
Gave way to loaded chain
And golden wheels of teeth,
Hunchback cyclops clock makers boon,
Turning gravity now
To suspended animation, noon.

Crystal mica at regular speed,
With button sized power,
Warming loved ones wrist
Or glowing soft in her bower,
Takes its beat from dying rate
of slowing atom flower.

But here, inside my head,
Where telling time is no obstacle,
The ticking space is counted true
By ties that bind as manacle.

Your beating heart
Matches mine,
My fleeting time
For ever thine.

I have loved you
Before the passing sun
And waxing, waning, satellite moon
Were pressed from smoking space.
And when time is no more,
Stationary, stopped sharp,
Our hearts will be as lace.
Soft, touching, covering time,
Floating, beating at ever loving pace.

THIRTY YEARS