Would I be amiss
To ask you
As the rain
Washes through
Opening again
Until the summer
Scorches us
We hide away
Missing crimson
Pea flower
At Christmas
Crimson kiss
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A woman’s worth
As hours expire
Gazing window view
Love of labour retire
Labour of love renew
Little surprises find
As a couple appeal
Acknowledge fine hands
That made our meal
Return home to kiss
Heads upward bent
Work to prepare
A meal among friends
A satisfied look
Falls on tired faces
Giving love and life
Into all open spaces
Take me away
Three short blasts Slowly sliding astern All lines in Port 20 Set speed 20 knots Midships Set course 170 Smooth sailing Fall out from leaving harbour Sun and breeze leads the way Out the river mouth Heading South Taking stowaways?
In the here and now
Waiting for no one
Lost and not found
The wisest counsellor
Equal to pounds
Extravagant expense
Unending relief
Bringing to pass
A robber, a thief
While quietly ticking
It takes us all
But a moment to say
As a sand grain falls
Naught to control
A gift freely given
A constant of change
The fourth dimension
The one who mistook
Their wife for a hat
A child for a cat
A lover for a bat
A friend for a mat
Sensibilities
Surrounded by
Seratonin
Someday fades
Why not instead
See streets of gold
Homes of gingerbread
Chocolate rivers
Smooth sailing comes
When you find your crew
Will you take me
As I am?
*The Man who Mistook His Wife for a Hat, a book by Oliver Sacks.
Norwegian Wood
Falling stars amaze Tumbling Out of control Time travel Hurtling through the sky Elements ablaze Random chance To ignite Secluded forest Soft landing Who knows From whence it came?
While my guitar gently weeps
Bar chords
Black vans
On the wall
Mind haze
Heady brew
Dreaming rewind
Red room
None of her kind
Four pictures
Rotated daily
Every living thing
Holds her power
Over me
Sitting pretty
kunanyi
Garden variety
Count the stars of heaven 