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Love like
Reflections Light disperses around Casting dancing shadows Until the sun hides Shapes erase Gentle budding offerings Shower like rain 'Till leaves overtake Newness delights no more Still nestled by banks Close to source Roots go deep Shadows grow tall Setting not forgetting Till tomorrow
Bid you good day
Who decides when to leave or stay?
Presence is a twist of fate
A state of mind
A lovers' debate
Soaking in all the senses
A lifetime of inspiration
Absorbed in the space
of a day
Words cannot describe
the affect on body and mind
But if you wish me to
I will try
Others
Some choose to Live and let die Watch a mother cry Hear an old man grieve Turn a cold hand, leave Avoid another vow Furrows in the brow Take another's toil Feed the ego, spoil Eternally asking Am I one or the other? Do I love? Do I bother?
Love like
Rain on a tin roof White noise soothing Muddled mind To dream Each drop echoes A different sound Like a typewriter of Make believe Writing novellas Words unspoken Moves a token Gesture of love Sounds identify Life unbounded Connect to world Eden above Cherishing dark blue Burning midnight oil Happiness toil Space beside With you
Little Boxes
Treasure to hold
Imagine
If one could hold
Her whole world
In her hand
Though small
Only so many
Treasures
Keep reaching out
Finding gold
Looking into you
Image
Look into my face, can you see?
The sketches of my past
smiles and frowns etched with age
marks of honor, sun-baked.
Look into my eyes, can you see?
A reflection of yourself?
Glinting shadows sparkle and fade
To soften the hard edge life of late
Read between the lines of living
on the cusp of heaven, grow wings.
Ease, peace, please, appease.
Muster courage, move to light
Hand holding tight.
Look into my face, can you see
You?
Photo credit: Swiss Alps by Ilze Haynes (C) 2019
The Place of Repose
The feathered bird flips lightly on the low bough and peers
Suspiciously at fronds of smoke waving past his ears
Roundly Red and pale Peach bellies, proudly hide and seek
Circling hoard of humans who visit once a week
Curiously they walk below, felling trunks, digging peat
Bouncing round the fire waving sticks with things to eat
Harmlessly they shape our wood into a tiny home
A private nest, motionless, watching while Red roams.
Remember Me
Remember me, when words fail,
when my face softens, hair and skin fade
Remember me, when memories are gone,
hold them in your own mind and sing my life to me, joyfully.
Remember me, all trials and sufferings, victories and festivals,
labours and laughter, my lessons hard-won – are yours now,
to remember me.
