What if we could sense
Voices across vast airwaves
Ears burning on cold dreary days
What would they say?
One so generous to forgive
An err in judgement
A slip of tongue
A foot in mouth
As mere accident
In the ones we so loved
When words caught by wind
Return to ones ears burned
We find our dearly loved
Not so dear at all, those years..
Ascribing flaws to jealousy
An ex lover or mother in law
When actually the err
In judgement was mine
Afterall.
So long to have lived
With tiny indifference
Savour stale bite
A lack of substance
Silence to question
Deaf ear to conversation
Closed eyes to presence
Denied a way out
So starved of kindness
Robbed of affection
The bitter chill of winter
All we know of love
Sun-burst braid of nerves
Melding thoughts chased
By gut reasoning
Breathe in deeply
Sense its signal
A visceral axis
When I see her walking
Down yesterday's pathway
The sun inside lights up
Warms the belly
Tingling spine
Heart stops a beat of time
Left speechless, still and wanting
Solitude seems socially unacceptable
Depending on the setting
Is it mysterious to wander along the beach
In interminable solitude?
Not a single bark could break.
Or solo cinematic scenes
Where similarly independent
Movie-goers give
Knowledgeable nod
No crime of post-show criticism to endure
Obnoxious conversation and laugh-out-loud bores.
No, the only antidote to such affliction
Of unmet needs in company left wanting
To explore the world through these eyes
No intolerable distractions
To sense, feel alive again, to learn and pay attention
Solitude a saving grace
For the tender hearted
So easily bruised by heated exchanges.
These warm grey days
Staccato rain, occasional
Blasts of wild west wind
Drop down the lee of the mountain
Resonating with inner barometer
Warm, still body
Turbulent thoughts, occasional
Gusts of the past kick up
Sting the eyes, dry the mouth
Waiting for a warm spring downpour
Persistent trill, soft beat of drum on skin
Melds with melancholy strings
A Symphony of meteorological sounds
Without and within
Brutal is the beat
That strikes a blow
Heartbreak a diagnosis
Self inflicted?
All the days spent
Watching and listening
To tales of adventures
Animation on your face
I can't erase it
Every day matters
No sunk cost fallacy
Dig diamond memories
Facet sides cut
Deep into wounds
Polish till shine
Your moments are mine too
If ever a quip
A witty comeback
Martini smiles
Wry as vermouth
Sultry whispers splash
As snare brush jazz
Taken aback
Night women swoon
For lost lover
Lyrics lie to cover
Her maiden in youth
When silence echoes
Through hallways
Living rooms
Down yesteryears' phone lines
Seems to me all hush,
Blush and gossip girls
Collude like fuel
For a raging fire
Lit by the father
Surely, to snuff my life
Out.
Does the universe have a mind
To cast these stars into the sky
To throw planets in the mix
A kaleidescope of astral pictures
Is the blackness a dark canvas
For the art of some collosal giant
Hiding in dust columns
Diving through black holes
Does it orchestrate our lives?
Is serendipity a sketch comedy?
For all the hundreds of opportunities
To meet you eye to eye
A tragic romantic comedy
Stimied by titan in the sky
Not by you, or I?
When you let go - that little bird
Into the wild, unrelenting sky
One must be willing to never see her again
To be free means no burden of expectation
They say, there are other birds in the sky
The blackened birds that awaken me each morn
Alight upon suburban fenceline
Sing their well-known song
There is no one like the one you so loved
Love tended and fed, doted upon
The one who recognised your voice as you arrived
Felt the silence once gone
Until the caged perch to which it clung
Felt nothing like love at all
Reminiscent rising sun
Resplendent moon
Vast world undersea
Forest songs swoon
Affectatious orchid tongue
Pungent earth
Fungi throne
Faeries peeping through
What can one do?
When one love elevated
As a mountain peak high
Eyes clear blue sky
Hungry for taste
Salt licked face
Ocean spray
Ride her wave
Never to reach shores
Castaways
