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
One in a million
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Grey sky
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
Memento
Let me take your photo here
So you'll always remember
The moment I fell for you
Love like
An allsort
How does sweet
Laced with salty
Match so perfectly
In the mouth?
Why spliced delights
Sit so long
On the shelf?
How gay colours
Say to blackness
Don't ever change
Yourself...
Knowing well
Never the same
Without the other
Many layered love
Freedom song
It occurs to me
While lying in poses
On the grass
To hear a gypsy's
Song strumming
But never yours
Is a crime
Mare Nostrum
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
One thing
I ask for one thing
The privilege to be near
To give and forgive
Terra forma
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
Kingdom creatures
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
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?
Count the stars of heaven 