The brink of daylight
Sounds emanate to arouse
Stirrings of the heart

The brink of daylight
Sounds emanate to arouse
Stirrings of the heart

Long row of fairy lights
Illuminating the way
One more lit
Along the path
One less trip
In the darkness

Tis true
I love her like
No one else
No one else's
Likeness is
Anywhere close

Begets yet another
Dearest meeting

May you keep sweet company
In these silver lined years
Peach tea horizons swept
Out to golden sea
May your mind sing songs
From your youth on repeat
As lines and marks of years
Trace exposed memories
May photographs long loved
Adorn cracked mended mantle
Carrying the weight of love
As much as you can handle
May flowers through seasons
Line paths you daily tread
Colours, changes, reason
May put us in good stead


Eons ago it seems
One night, two phones
Like bricks, dropped
On the grass
Beside the swings
Siren in me called
To the depths of soul
Blackest ink of night
On accused innocent shore
Marieville esplanade
Yachts silent witness
Lights in trees
Pulled back to reality
Grounded me with roots
Hundred years deep
A semblance of friendship
No matter how keen
Held the dear life
Within me

Dip toes tentatively
Until foam tickles
Ankles, laps at thighs
Squeal and sigh
Brisk embrace of icey
Fingers caress each curve
Cool comfort clings
Loss of sensation
Tingling
Pure elation

Life goes on
Without the one
You loved

Scene is set
Yet vacant
Wineglass dreams
Emanate from
Artificial light
Thoughts keep warm
On darkest night
