Odds for and against
From the beginning
Like scouring every beach
For hidden treasure
Buried in millions
Grains of sand
Stories of the past
Washing over 'til hidden
Lucid dreams and memories
All that remains

Odds for and against
From the beginning
Like scouring every beach
For hidden treasure
Buried in millions
Grains of sand
Stories of the past
Washing over 'til hidden
Lucid dreams and memories
All that remains

As easy as it shone
Summer is over
Long nights are gone
Behind closed lids
New leaf tips arise
Bulbs push above
The memory never dies
Else we delight
In each day
And every season
Even rains fall
All year round
Eyes like the sky
After a storm
Mine clear
Yours clouded
Goodnight grey sky
See you in the morning

Lead me out gingerly
Tip toe on silken waves
Embedded with shed
Homes of crustaceans
Talking about homeless
A baby boomer
Teaches me patience
Let the body loose
Long as peripheral
System shuts down
From the chill
Conversation warms
To the gills
We wade, smiling
Two women who flew
South to nest
At twenty eight
Hardly recovered
Making friends
Everywhere we went
Till we swim again
Be well

I ask for one thing
The privilege to be near
To give and forgive

Give me a solid rock to cling to
I will not stray from
Its foundation
Build a home upon
Its firm terrace
Until then I float
Downstream
Looking upwards
To the sky
Taking turbulent rapids
With courage
Until I land on river bend
Becoming a platform
For those sinking
Downnstream
To cling to

Heart empty vessel
No sticks, stones or broken bones
Could ever fill it

Every speck of colour
Flying past my eyes
Arouses great fascination
Friend or foe?
Local or blow-in?
Show me your colours
I will let thee live
For everyone of you
Everywhere reminds me
Of love for all things
All at once
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Days when clouds appear
Like Constable's brush strokes
Cool and clear
Unreal like a picture
In a coffee table book
Changing heavens above
A palette full spectrum
Twisting like end of day
Dibs and dabs before
Night fades to black
Why I sit inside
Mesmerised
By just one
Snapshot in time?

Don't try to close
The blinds on night sky
As new dawn breaks
No need to ferry clouds
Into silver lined
Pockets on pyjamas
While dreams dissipate
Fruitless picking
Strawberry fields
Wandering eyes
In the darkness
Simply pose salutation
As ever-revolving sun
Rises far beyond

Escape the cacophony
Flocks, herds and hives
Filling mind abuzz
Wandering fencelines
Break free from roots
Fly to where
No one keeps you down
Let the sun simply
Be your guide
