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
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
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
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
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?
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