Pipped at the post
Some laugh, some say
Could have pushed it
On the straight
On last legs
Witty repartee
No breath for words
Opponents parade
No quick comeback
Nor clever with hands
The aim in my shoot
Like rubber bands
My gait's not long
Nor is it fast
When race days over
Can I come last?
In stone quiet hours
Retreat to cosy corners
As real as anything
That happened in
The liquid light
Smallest words powerful
Take over all evidence
To the contrary
Beggars become pleasers
Rigid made into teasers
Doors as hard as
Bruised knuckles
Swing open
With a breath
Sand between toes
Curling fingers glow
A wet coat smell
Pervades with a kiss
The salty taste
Lingers longer
Than the night
As we curl
Like a shell
And miss
A 70's Musical
Come take my hand
Look into my eyes
We'll live in harmony
All of our days
Playing hide and seek
In the darkness
Interweaving
On roller skates
Anything goes
Wear what you want
Be completely yourself
I know I will
Aquarius moon
Landing too soon
All glory revealing
No hiding in bloom
Daring big dreams
Tempting fate
When heavens allow
I will wake
To see your face
Every day
Of happy endings
Just by believing
Love is real
All along swollen banks
Branches laden with seeds
Heavy from drenching
Rain flooding under feet
An intricate beauty
Calls you to attention
Saying, 'look at me!'
Brushing away dark grey
Standing on her shoulders
Not knowing what to call
Each delight before me
Like a mother she whispers
Call it love
A pink garden variety
Lands on my bedside
Table, couch beside
Picked by hands called love
Machines flooding
House of high tide afloat
Evidence of daily life
To keep warm bodies
Queues of words
Responded in kind
Bring down softly
Tears for fears
Pictures fill the mind
From near, afar, not yet
Teaching me to just be
Naming the days
Abandoning that which
Does not nurture
Grow or teach me
Feed will to love daily
For us
How your hair moves
Gently in the breeze
Put mind at ease
Surround with green
Reminding me
Special treasures
Await when we leave
Path well travelled
Ends curling upwards
Humidity, too fine
To be trampled
Beneath our feet
Finished work at 5pm. Went for walk in the rain. Resting on my warm couch waiting. For kitchen to be cleaned so I can dirty it again.
As far as the eye could see
Described the horizon
Shifting and changing
With oppressive heat
Cadence of the caravan
Riding handsomely
Toward everything
Past edge of known land
Frontier called
Like battlefield before
Rarely a woman seen
Except one who walked
Where no one went
With followers in tow
Not out of bravery
Passion or daring
Just because only place
Left to go
Invisible delights remain
As the stardust fades
Revelry abates soft sounds
Of sleeping in till late
Thunderous applause
Momentary universe
In all colours
Of the night
Fade until next time
Old endings turn to
New beginnings
With you
Won't you meet me
On New Year's Eve
At Nine O'Clock
At the compass rose
Tell me things
About your past
Lead me to wherever
You're going
Take us away
From place of Princes
Down the green
To the waters edge
Where sun and moon
Both kiss the water
As they rise
To greet you
Count the stars of heaven 