...until the end of time

...until the end of time

Waves of frivolity wash
Over lips and fizz
On tongue
Modest solemnity looks
Over end of flute
On queue
Taken in by ocean blues
Over years of wonder
On edge
Poised for next message
Over silent movies
On video
Blink and miss chance
Over silver spoon
On frills
Playing words and hearts
Over rendered
On tune
Suite of expectations
Over honour
On you

Stars flung to space
Treasures locked in depths
Oasis buried beneath
Comes close
To where I land
Apart from your keep

That bespoke place in the brain
Next to memory
Smell and taste
Lead me to dream awake
Lashings of cream with rhubarb cake
Pearl white shells sit idly by
As she comes and goes
Lucky to be plucked from the sea
Eager hands admired so brilliantly
Abalone bilateral symmetry
Reused diaries
Tip toe through last year
Ruminations on cake and cream
Another few hundred photographs
Under my belt
A haunted belief
Things are still not as they seem
Ritual of coffee making
Resurrects the voice of the past
Reciting how it's made
We always begin again until the end
Living breathing bodily houses
full of living apparitions
Of love and other flowers

Cool thoughts of you
Melt like a snowflake
On my tongue

Backyard incinerators
Filled with reams
Of poetry
Never saw daylight
Nor reached the ears
Of those intended
A phenomena
Known only as fears
Crippling heights
Of vulnerability
Stifle our breath
Until conquered
Poetry and pinnacles
Require brave spirit

Oddest moments
Tease mercilessly
Caught unawares
Sting of grief

Do everything you can
To tell someone you love them
Even if they don’t understand
Why someone would.
It is a given
That one who struggles
To see themselves
As loveable
Need it more
Than those who
Love themselves more
Than you

Tears spilled
Into ink well
Until overflowed
Onto blank page
Of future days
Now never erased
If I'd begged
Bowed down to power
Where would I be now?
Holding the broken limbs
Of my worn out pride
Barely alive

