Leading me onward
Bitter sweet elixir
Courses through veins
Truth serum
Tried and tired
Confidants attest
Does it enliven?
Give wakeful purpose?
Determination when
World falls around us?
If the answer is yes
It is not addiction
Though why the need
To justify
A thousand times?
Shakespeare sonnet
This is not
But true love
At best
It occurs to me
While lying in poses
On the grass
To hear a gypsy's
Song strumming
But never yours
Is a crime
Lead me out gingerly
Tip toe on silken waves
Embedded with shed
Homes of crustaceans
Talking about homeless
A baby boomer
Teaches me patience
Let the body loose
Long as peripheral
System shuts down
From the chill
Conversation warms
To the gills
We wade, smiling
Two women who flew
South to nest
At twenty eight
Hardly recovered
Making friends
Everywhere we went
Till we swim again
Be well
I ask for one thing
The privilege to be near
To give and forgive
Give me a solid rock to cling to
I will not stray from
Its foundation
Build a home upon
Its firm terrace
Until then I float
Downstream
Looking upwards
To the sky
Taking turbulent rapids
With courage
Until I land on river bend
Becoming a platform
For those sinking
Downnstream
To cling to
Heart empty vessel
No sticks, stones or broken bones
Could ever fill it
Every speck of colour
Flying past my eyes
Arouses great fascination
Friend or foe?
Local or blow-in?
Show me your colours
I will let thee live
For everyone of you
Everywhere reminds me
Of love for all things
All at once
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Days when clouds appear
Like Constable's brush strokes
Cool and clear
Unreal like a picture
In a coffee table book
Changing heavens above
A palette full spectrum
Twisting like end of day
Dibs and dabs before
Night fades to black
Why I sit inside
Mesmerised
By just one
Snapshot in time?
A strange kind of opulence
Tucked away behind
Concrete walls
Only to be enjoyed
By the blessed few
Who die too soon
To enjoy it
Don't try to close
The blinds on night sky
As new dawn breaks
No need to ferry clouds
Into silver lined
Pockets on pyjamas
While dreams dissipate
Fruitless picking
Strawberry fields
Wandering eyes
In the darkness
Simply pose salutation
As ever-revolving sun
Rises far beyond
Count the stars of heaven 