Pure delight
Little fingers find
Feathery treasure
Waving its finery
We shed parts
Of ourselves
For friends keep
To admire
In sharing
They grow
Lighter
Fly higher
Lament
Those of us
Left behind
Ruffled
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Indelicate words
The opening scene and theme
Of Four Weddings and a Funeral
Say the most indelicate word
In such a proper way
To convey intense feelings
For somebody or thing
Fear of missing out on love
The act of not giving in
Perhaps this word invades my mind
In such a proper way of late
Simply because frustration of
No other words to say
When someone has captured completely
All senses pervading with
The delight in submitting willingly
To the plight of love's great gift
These days
Even today
I smile again
A knowing one
How on earth
Can we truly know
Anything at all?
We can
On the odd day
I stumble and fall
Grasping for
Something solid
Committing to
Falling ungracefully
Hoping that days
Like today
Will come again
Tomorrow
If all the days
Were even
How would I know
How glorious it is
To rise above
The odds
Both sides now
When the shoe fits
On the other foot
A new perspective
Holding on edge
Of her world
Every time we meet
In the public eye
I wonder whether
The luckiest am I
Every time we see
Another night
I wonder whether
The last sight
Every time we hear
The same old songs
I wonder whether
They're ever wrong
Every time we lie
Wanting nothing
I wonder whether
Love we bring can
Let it be
Belonging
If a sprout takes root
On an Island
That drifts away
Heading South
It was always there
Seeds that flew in
On the breeze
Hosted by birds
Do we blame these
Mixed leaves?
So what happens
When I wander hills
Wondering whether
This bloom or that
Warrants attention
Is all life
Worth a mention?
Love me two times
I've been around the world
At sea, floating, fighting
Sweating, delighting
In the vastness
Of ocean
Beauty
Deep
Yet, there is no one
Anywhere who
Inspires such
Imagination
As you
For me
Strange days
How I marvel when Horror and strife Make ordinary turbulence Seem trifling How one image in the wilderness Ignite a longing Lifelong To be inspired To be present In the last days In the silence Is an aspiration Over which we have No accord Though truly Authenticity Girded by love Will always be a Heavy weight I bear it With a smile A laugh, song Stride in step Love thee well
One thing
One thing about me I'm rarely care-full Willingly Usually it takes Just a moment or two Inspired by you A glint of the eye Upturned mouth Laugh it out I am won Will climb high Mountains Swim deep Oceans Earth might Freeze over Future dim Soldier on And do it all Not for me Only For love
Night lights
Pounding pavement
To heavy beat
Lyrical mind
Street light
For years
Out for beers
Surfing couch
Playing it out
Pictures fleeting
Across the mind
Though deleted
Etched in time
The places we went
Together simply
By sharing
A moment in pixels
Strange to wish
Yourself into being
Jealous of seeing
Family and friends
One day I will find
When put first
In my kind
My tribe
What it's like
To be loved by all
Arise alone
And smile
If I'd grown
Nearby
Looking up to
Those girls
Where would I be now?
Rearview
Like driving forwards
Watching rearview mirror
Dangerously close to me
Tailgating memories
Love to love
Feet and hands
Ears and curls
Voice and jokes
Wonder when
The deal broke
Misty rear
Window view
Written off
After only
A few months
When really
All was written
For you
Count the stars of heaven 