At least a welcome distraction
From turbulent hot air rising
Cool, clearness of blue
Hiding under icicle-tips
Like eyes peering into
Shared hope of memory
Cut short too soon
At most an emotional roller-coaster
Sneak into the line-up
Hiding in plain sight
Smiling Cheshire-like
Secure fastenings
Allowing arms raised
To the sky
Riding the highs
Stomach drops on falling
Imagining hand to hold
At last pleasant thoughts
Rouse me each morning
Volumes of novellas
Unfolding
Stake our claim
In deeper waters
So we may tie
Wavering souls
To solid ground
Beneath the sea
Evade tidal waves
Collapse into me
My youngest was born
On your birthday
All those years ago
He is kind, wise and generous
Born under the same sign
I'd lost memories like quicksand
Till I saw you, resurrected
Now I have dreams to protect you
From prying lips and eyes
All hours I spent
Watching, wondering
Which words would suffice to say
Now I clumsily write them down
In hope for brighter days
I left the lap of nature
For a piece on heritage street
Left behind a part of me
I am yet to retrieve
I long to nurture another
Tending to their wounds
Catching any words that fall
Just like you did for me
Joyous song recalls
Pining anticipation
Promise of new birth
Nesting compulsion
Nature breeds patience
Day night watch
No claim to it
Power of its own
First thing to add is a packet of self-respect
To this, all other ingredients can be added
Then, take the junk food out of the bag
Leave it unless kindness is a preservative
No silent treatment
Shut downs, let downs, broken promises
These are carcinogens
The cheap things on the list
Will cost you the most
In the long run
If we ingest words, touch, treatment
Only take away the best
You are worth it
A gourmet nutritious spread
Of generosity
Don’t shove down anything else
Wreak havoc with your insides
Because humans have basic needs
And love is one of them
Though perilous labour
Sucks wind out of wings
Daily we break out
Of old habits
Singing sweetly harmony
With breeze stinging
Lips and cheeks
Faint glow inspires
Smiles and images
Of edge of tomorrow
Landscapes cascading
Over cliffs
Considering how to
Sound and look best
Humming along with you
Always return home
To rest
An apple tree
Years taking hold
Establishing
Slower than grass
Don't watch me
All on its own
Four years old
Blossoms increasing
Anxiety held
Storm and frost
Melt gentle petal
Before full grown
Five years since
First taking root
Fruit begins
Ripens in the sun
Hoping no bug
Disease or bird
Steals away
One day when strong
Full fruit display
Reddens in the sun
Twist and pull
The most delicate
Fruit spoken of
Since legends told
As a daily apple girl
It keeps me well
Delight always held
As I polish skin
On my chest and
Sink in
One year or two
There may be no fruit
If pruned too hard
Or left untended
Another year closer
To harvest end
Enjoy while we can
Silvery white and grey
Blanket of down
Above me
Puffs of cloud
Stationary
Not looming
Cocooning
City scurrying
Beneath
Time lapse
Of tears shed
By morning
Endless spiral
Upwards
Of anticipation
Elation and goodbye
Suddenly falling
Into realisation
The sky of mind
Turns gray
Shades of it
Dark yet illuminating
A serene delight
Slow moving picture
Time lapse photography
Of memories
Captured for only
A moment
Every time
You walk away
Some one who
Held trust could
Hold space
Some one who
Cared less could
Be silent
Many words could
Shed light
In the darkness
Seeking acceptance
Darkness is only
Absence
Without these words
My love is silent
Empty, without substance
Without your presence
In my world
There is nothing left
But word filled space
On empty page
A solo act
No accolades
Another day
Of waking thoughts
Wandering lost
No tune with yours
If one can find the doorway
That leads into the zone
Where friendships rise
Past loves hide
No one's on their own
Invite as many people
In your life
As it could hold
Keep the journey secret
Don't tell them where it goes
In a quiet corner there
I'll watch the spectacle
With joy and jubilation
To bring life into my home
Count the stars of heaven 