I'd rather pick blackberries and never taste a bite
I'd rather go plane watching and never take a flight
I'd rather climb a mountain and not see the other side
Than to ever fall in love again with an absent friend
If seaside rocks could speak
They'd tell us how the world was formed
Should pelagic birds learn drawing
Secrets of deep ocean revealed
Might blossoms hum in tune with bees
What merriment the sunshine brings
Incessant is the word for it.
Thoughts come in such a way
Made a home in vacant spaces in the brain
Places erased when lifelong memories stormed out the door
Happy inhabitant an apparition now skips across the floors
Prepares coffee in my kitchen
Sits beside each morn
Far from me to give a cold shoulder - she is neither warm nor cold
A presence embraced for fear emptiness consumes the light of morn
Let me be the furry friend
That shares the end of bed
Or maybe shiny shell
Old fossil on your shelf
A favoured recipe
All smudged and stained with beer
Or how 'bout a deciduous bush
That flowers a month a year
A portrait of a woman
Whose eyes stare far beyond
A tarnished penny on the sill
You plucked from Nan's old pond
Whatever dear, I beg of you
I'd rather be a thing
Than considered a potential
Love, nigh despised by all who hear.
The morning is mine
Tuck in divine
Roll up sunrise blind
Unfurl, tip toe hushed
Eyes wide in the dark
Story teller roused
To depths of mind
Remnants of life drift
Catch dreams in flight
Pondering path laid out
By wakening of daylight
Jolt by time's persistence
All resistance falls to floor
Don fresh attire
A new chance awaits
Opportunity born
How one so accustomed
To heartbreak
Could mend and bend mine
Cure-all in one
Placebo the other
Pick which hand?
A limerant and her lover
Knows deep down
The match may cause to suffer, though
Much less than the world has shown
For standing on the brink of despair
A hard fall lies beneath
It might as well be love
That sweeps you off your feet
For on this feeling you'll soar
Find new paths to explore
Confusion sets in when alone on the moors
Looking back, you always were
And so it aches
In the body
In the belly
In its waves
Of the brain
Rejection queued like
Physical pain
Betrayal by past lovers
All hung on this nail
Never a vow passed
Between these lips of ours
Why they curl with grief
Too close to hate
High stakes she claims
Quiet corner
Gravelly throat of river
Intimate audience
Gulls, cormorants
Bathers bake
Swish of waves syncopate
Gently touching
Fronds of iridescent
Sea grass vagrants
Soaking in sun
Lament time is done
Rock pools sip sea
Shimmy on gentle
Puff on breeze
One eyed Jim
Sails up river
Engine thrum
Echoes and undertones
Bass beat drum
Low tide blues
Turquoise and aqua
Clear lucid pools
Toddler fish train
For open water
One day soon
Heavy is the night
Lays shadows on my walls
Deep dark holes across the floor
Captured all that's gone before
Thoughts climb up and out
To alight upon the morn
Steady is the hand
To carve a quiver to a quill
Dip its nib into the will
Paint pictures with words
While the mind is sharp and still
For prowl the hour of the wolf
All that is gone is done
All that is left is spent
Thoughts like pennies drop
Into a stream of consciousness
Slumber returns as if she never left
There's only a sandbar
Between shallow salty feet
The big wide deep
There's only a weekend
Between work weeks
But a sliver of time
Between ok and not quite
I send along my proxy
My happiest self
To see you
While the rest of me
Self-soothes with music
Curled in the car
By the park
Count the stars of heaven 