How could one possibly
Be taught to scorn
Longer days
When sunshine's warm
Rare endemic flora unfolds
Windows of blue sky
Open over able peaks
Shrines in the sky
Faithful wanderers
Climb for the high
While dark corners
Cinema, pub, theatre
Empty except for me
Wonder how it came to be
Nocturnal creature
Tucked away
While restless legs
Search far away
Home is where
Burrow keeps
Drifting heart
Returns to sleep
If I couldn't write
To the one I love
All the words
Spill over
Into tears
Every night
Is not so much a title
As a confession
Piggy back fingers
Plastic white keys
Crawling like mother spiders
Carrying plump babies
Star charts and milk shakes
At red velvet lounge
Coaxed so gently, never pushed
To play as long as life allows
So swiftly she overtakes me
As our web of dreams wash away
Hands dance along to weave
New memories for us
All the while reminding
Of the years we invested
Together, playing and singing
Preparing for the day
To fill the spaces
When the tune escapes me
Young mother treads by
Soft bundle wrapped on warm chest
Just like long ago
Gentle touch
A mother's words
Soothes my need
Let it be enough
Time and patience
All is needed
A scarcity of these
Delayed satisfaction
Uncertainty plagues
Ecology means home
Deprived of opportunity
One may never grow
Monumental greatness
Can be obtained
By simply containing
All adoration
Safe within
Much trepidation
To give it away
Knowing it may spoil
Be despised or downtrodden
A monolith of affection
For one
Flourishing
Behind closed eyes
A life adorned
Silence sings chorus
Trailing in waves
Over mountain ranges
Always known
Since fair eyes met
A soul awakening
Who you are to me
Some things never change
No one else can tell
Contentment is knowing that
Your love is enough
There's something wrong
My brain is numb
My back is out
The words don't come
My teeth on edge
Stuck in my head
I feel referred pain
Down my leg
Shut-down meltdown
Walk all 'bout town
Spending eating giving spree
How to live life
Just.for.me.
Count the stars of heaven 