I recall the day we met
Years ago now, so it feels
Weather and tide playing havoc
Eve of Christmas eve
Standing on the dunes
Marvelling at turbulent sea
Behind, you seemed
Calm, steady and sure
Wind whipped sand in eddies
Stole my breath away
Eyes wide at postcard scene
I found myself in awe
Suddenly bold and lighter
To skip down to waveline
Play like a child once more
Stealing glances on shore
As kite surfers skimmed
Pushing sea spray to wind
I close my eyes and feel
The warmth of summer again
Nature is neither
Quiet nor forlorn
Waves wrestle breaks
Plummet to shores
Skylight barely
Twinkles away
Eons burning
Blasting space
If peace resists
To dwell within
Cradle cries
Foes grin
Let rip and tear
Of sea, sky and earth
Remind you whence
Flesh from birth
She, opens eyes wide at sunrise
To deliberate
Life, loves, lies
On tip of tongue
Softened by toast and hot tea
To protect buried memories
To defend all she has left
She, sheds a tear at moonrise
Orb of light illuminates her face
Soft folds of downy fields
Hair tickles her ears
Winds whisper incantations
Flowing across river
Searching for her lover
Believing only in peace
Laid buried beneath her feet
In my feet pounding pavement
Hips swaying to music
Waves crashing in ears
Sun beating
Rhythm in my solar plexis
Salty sting of tears
Glitter on the water -
In your eyes -
Evokes a feeling
One cannot contain
Boundless sea
I feel you
Admiring the deep grooves
Contour lines of my hands
Topography of life
More marked and populated
As time goes by
I have grown old
Waiting to know you
Hearts beat wild
Parading throes of life
Why are we here?
Questions that never disappear
Take the child
Within each passing smile
Fear of the brink
Fear of the greatest unknown
One step closer
Giving in
Distance is space
Silence is peace
Thoughts may hinder
Feelings may breach
Relent the tense body
To the shimmer
Of the sea
I'd rather be with me, than
In the shadow of a tree
Grown by groaning pains
Missing her former ways
I'd rather be alone, than
Drink down remedies from
Expectation formed
Watching romantic comedy
I'd rather go solo, than
Interpret someone's needs
Through the scintillating sound
Of the pleas of silent screen
I'd prefer to take a stroll
Cool and dry under a 'broll, than
Be soaked in untold stories
Of adventures without me
I'd rather be awake, than
Anticipating ache
Of sleeping next to you
Then, in a month or two we're through.
It's not too late to win
Bring it on in
Hopeful is a form of resistance
In this world of compliance
It's never too late to start
Pull it apart
Apathy betrays us daily
Rebuild your world brick by brick
It's always too soon to give up
Reach out an arm
Wave it high until you feel again
Air on skin, apply firm grip
It is now the time to change
Grow it again
Limbs you left behind in wars
Between best friends, love comes in time
It's all we can do to admire
Past selves for bravery
How we begun, no coming undone
Arise for the sake of one and all
It's ok to want to walk in
Knock on the door
Ask to come in, for love takes the floor
Knowing the will is never found
Seeker of sparkly things
Eyes always searching crowd
For glittery glimpse
Of small city familiarity
Search and found
Ache of longing rescued
No shame in admiration
A bouquet of floral, gemstone and jewellery
Hands shoved in pockets
To stop their dance moves
Body chimes in, swaying back and forth
Rocking to classic sound of heart's beat
Eyes and ears glued to lips and voice
Ebb and flow of sound
Storyteller sighs for a while
Relieved loyal receiver of sparkly tales.
Count the stars of heaven 