We make it easy
For love to walk away
Mainly because
If asked to stay
Love was always
On vacation
Hot tea, warm biscuit
Cool exchange
I would rather
Drink cold cups of tea
Part with dinner
Waive a night out
Than part with thee
Tea for one
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Category Archives: Family
All that glitters
Fur babies and toddlers
Ambled up and down
Undulating hills
Edge of grass against
Soft waves of sand
All breeds of humans
Come from sun up to down
I landed on these shores
To start a life anew
To resurrect and hope
For a future
Somehow the shine
On the water
Brightens the day
Even when tears
Choke back the words
A stranger sits beside me
And is more of a friend
Than any
Telling me her story
Without asking
Noticing my tears
She bids farewell
I say goodbye to Ollie
Her dog
She smiles
Acknowledging
Her one and only
Love
Life’s work
Being present
Even if
Mind is elsewhere
What I promised
To my chillins
When born
Their knowledge of love
Comes from this assurance
I am always there for them
No matter where I am
To be present
Even in absence
Is all we require
Of love
If this is too much or
Love is not enough
Better to depart
And allow
The space to be
Renewed
If you will
Chillins, term of endearment for Scout and Jem by Calpurnia their cook, in To Kill a Mockingbird, by Harper Lee.
The end
Source: Journal ~ 2015
Affection for a close companion Can grow should a spark Be fanned into flame - if a spark existed at all So yes, I could reasonably Imagine growing Attracted to someone Based on a mutual friendship Over a long period of time. Good looks and physique Have never been A precursor to attraction For me I am mindful of the heart Of another - this is all I see On the skin and face The smile and eyes Come from within For the sake of joy To preserve my future life and family Shortly, my desire to live I remembered what love Ought to feel like. A careless abandon That let go of Self-consciousness... This ignited in me A fire that can never Be put out
Gogol
"But the agreeable lady
Found nothing to say.
She only knew how to be
Disturbed
But she lacked
The where-withal to form
Any clear hypothesis
And for that reason
She was in need
More than others of
Tender friendship and counsel."
- Dead Souls, by Nikolai Gogol, p.222.
Framed
Deciding upon
What to adorn
My walls
To keep me content
In case we need to
stay in again
Thick oak-look frame
Appearance is everything
Sandstone smiles
In the shade
Sun behind
Holding up a glorious
Bouquet of natives
Flannel flower power
Blue gum leaves
My own arrangement
By request
Selected anything
With white bloom
Tea tree in season
Looking like
A big cauliflower
Dried nicely
In my room
I remember
The next a mirror
Painted frame
Like retro glam
Gold and silver
Telling me
Look at you
-How you've weathered
So nicely
In the stormy seas-
Looking at me
Another gold
Circular seal
With purple
For royalty
A lineage
When born again
Not feeling it
In fact it tells me
Yes you studied
Greek among men
Not so different
From the halls
Of Plato
Ecumenicum
Blending in
With other
Women
Carry a Grecian
Jug on my head
So as not to attract
Attention
A bold shot of blue
Spread from end to end
Covered in blossoms
From a shaky hand
Eyes near blind
World inside
The mind of Monet
My dear almond blossom
Friend
Telling me it's time
To leave these walls
Behind
Remember the branch
Severed at one end
Can bloom and grow
Again
Neverland
Never heard a ticking clock
Inside a crocodile
Never seen a fairy nymph
Darting firefly
Never seen a league of beings
Rise up and take a stand
Never felt the heartache
Missing touch of human hand
Never felt this way about love
Though seen it in their eyes
Never heard the silence speak
Revealing a surprise
Never knew with certainty
That life would turn this way
Never knew that happiness
Could lead a man astray
Never met someone who could
Turn heads with words so few
Now never want to hope or have
Another 'cept for you
Blitz
Keeping you at arms length
While holding on to life
Silence so you'll never hear
The danger and the strife
One day V day will arrive
And in your arms I'd fall
To stand on every corner
Friends and family and all
When sheltered under door frame
To avoid roof falling in
Imagining a life with you
A fantasy we're in
Like stepping through a cupboard
Into frozen landscape bare
Meeting little furry friends
Sweet treats if you dare
The realm of fiction is complete
With swords and battles too
But surely it's the safest way
That I can be with you?
Steer ashore
Fear grips tightly
At the helm
Taking over orders
Pulling us in
Over our heads
Waves crashing
Broached to
Shoal approaching
No lives lost
Crew is down
Handing over
Dogs to morning
Rolling like a lullaby
Reassuring
Raised a lighthouse
First sighting
Pinnacle gives way
To coast
Welcome faces
Twirling smoke
Casting lines
Shorebound stagger
Every sight new
Intricate beauty
Island delights
Happen upon flower
Resiliently tender
Heart own power
Fear of the storm
All but gone
Only shaking hands
Wide eyed one
Never leaving
Smiles receding
As night creeps in
Farewell again
Handing over everything
Knowing no direction
Trusting wholly
In you
Evensong
From where
Does that voice
Of home, of love
Emanate from
For you?
Mine in the silence
Stillness of morning
Liminal spaces
In between times
Waking and falling
Daily repeat
Comfort only
Listening sweet
As waves in chorus
Between the staves
Low vocal tones
Violincello
Hum of engine
Breeze on wing
Chatter of trees
Sky ocean mirroring
I have seen some
Listening for love
From afar, voices echo
From ruins and scars
But mine here and now
Alive and loud
Any less and how
Could I stand so proud?
So I sing evensong
Night and day
Short and long
To remind me and all
To listen to the voice
That proclaims you worthy
That the life you dream
To live is real
If only
Within you
Count the stars of heaven 