Tendrils of time

Sweeping to and fro
Pulsing on ribbons
Streamers glistening baubles
Twirling with rising tide
Teasing her threads
Of sterling silver
Platinum
Softly wavering
All is quiet
Eyelids broaden
Peripheral vision
Stunning finds
Laced with regret
Submerged fields
Bottlegreen satin
Thickets thinning
With age old wisdom
Does anyone listen
When seeing nothing
Left for our children?
She paddles solo
As the echo chamber
In my head repeats deafeningly
What's down there?

Watershed moment

All polished performance of lyric
Chime like a babbling brook
Met in my ears by
Sweeping deep ocean current
Esteemed verse lost in extremes
On all appearances
A sunlit icecap
Underneath glacial still
Torrents melting
Surging along with inevitable flow
Not knowing where to go
Whether to land
On quiet shores again
Carried in resignation
North where steel blue
Moves into folds
Of turquoise, yellow
Above bright coral
Skirts lying on sandy knees
Though carrying within
Long memory
Pieces of unseen life
Held south willingly
Hostage to elements
Unpredictability
How many seasons till
Released from heavenly grip
Fresh burst rush of spring
Melts into arms
Of tropical current
Gentle curl round
Rest on shores
All wings now spawn
A flowery mix
Of cool and warm

Bona fide

In one evening
Two sets of eyes
Survey the same
Stretch of sky
One an explosion
Two a dot to dot
Three love sign
Four the afterlife
Five a way of life
Six fine dining price
Seven a lover's canopy
Under tent screen
Complete with fire
Wet boots steam
Four feet entwine
From our observatory
Of the mind
Do we believe in us?

Study for an angel

Unfinished work poised 
Graphite brings to life
It is her
Or a great ancestor
Also looking into me
With cool blue eyes
I surmise by their clarity
Following gaze
More striking than
Mona Lisa
To be continued
Should years between
Remain open to
Chance meetings
A love that does not
Need to say, achieve
No affirmation
Endless invitations
Abandoned
As fruitless as asking
A native bird to
Fly to finger
Quietly observing
Turn around again
The view from here
Is beautiful indeed
by Leonardo Da Vinci

Love like

Roots and leaves
Grounding
Reaching above
Two affections
Opposing directions
One hidden one seen

A vast intricate network
Tapping into streams
When cold and dark
Storm rips apart
She holds me gently
Tough enough
Never letting go
Of what sustains us

Long limbs climb
Dance in the air
Entwine
Soak rays absorb rain
Glorious colour
Flower fruits
Enough to feed
Seven monkeys
Birds butterflies bees

Long life of love
Rooted deeply
Flying free