I like your spots
The way you hang on
When the going gets rough
Then fly away
When you've had enough
I always feel
You make my day
When you come into
My world
You are one to marvel
But hard to catch
The day I saw you
I met my match

I like your spots
The way you hang on
When the going gets rough
Then fly away
When you've had enough
I always feel
You make my day
When you come into
My world
You are one to marvel
But hard to catch
The day I saw you
I met my match

Her face rides out front
Body carved by artisan
Not a live one steps foot
Lest to say farewell
Till return to homeland
Her likeness revealing
The love of artist heart
Like a woman of dreaming
Unreal onboard
Writing home to her
Every single day
Or some piece to hold onto
As tide carries me away

Thoughts crowded out
Like street nights
Festival lights
Extinguished
Past midnight
Holding open space
Reflecting on
Disappointments
Celebrations alike
No way to put
My finger on it
Taint with print
Hot to touch
Can't switch it off
Bask in its glow
Round the clock
Source metered out
In the dark
Enlightening
Tales tools of trade
Our words live on

Watching over me
Soaking through my skin
Widening my eyes
Each day
She beams at me
I glow
Even when I retreat
in my dark cave
She finds a way
To reach me
Shining on each day
She is the sun
Revealing
Morning yearning
Tales telling
Growing learning
Life has won
Over me


Cast off accoutrements
Don dancing shoes
Second summer echoes
Through wine bars
Breweries
Trees on second wind
Greening the byways
Good cheer pouring
Positive meniscus
Sips. Smile. Sit back.
Breathe.
Too much goodness
Enough to leave the crust
The best is yet to come
love this...
Enough to last the year
Open your eyes to a new world
Where life is created
The DNA of love
For millions of lifetimes
Travel over to where
We long to see, touch
Observe extinct species
Marvel at primitive instincts
A dangerous love
Born of experimentation
Nativity of reason
Extracted from mosquito
A far fetched dream
Comes to fruition
Playing with fire
Hiding in caves
Best leave this world
To the realm
Of fantastical intentions
If tempted to return
To its arms
Just remember how
Jurassic park ended
I saw a Forty Spotted
Pardalote today
She was perched
Undercover
Sheltered from
The rain
She was chirpy
Twittering to
A nesting mate
While I watched
The handsome exchange
From the other side
Of the window pane
Such excitement
One feels
No matter how long
The encounter
A rare bird is she
Whom we hardly ever
Lay eyes upon
But long to see
Indefinitely

A magic carpet ride
Source lost and found
Some foreign bazaar
Where incense, spice
And turkish delights
Feast your eyes
From afar
Friends call out
From way below
'Get down from there
You'll hurt yourself!'
Then tell them
'I don't care'
For a vision
Laid out in front
Shows me
As far as only
Mine eye
Can see


It's too easy to imagine
If all the stars fell
Out of the sky
Dark nights
Would be warmed by
Street lights
Into the starlit darkness
She treads carefully
By the fireside
Flame flickers
In her eyes shining
Until dreams take over
Healing sore bones
Until birdsong breaks
Through her thoughts
Each morning