By the warm glow of sunrise
Night tremors of the mind
Dissolve and escape
As tea tree scent
On whirling breeze
Alluring mini beasts
Plump feathered friends
Dainty adept feet
To alight on her leaves
Bask in the brightness
Of summer's rest and ease
Brisk pinch of crisp rivers tears
Whitewater noise fills my ears
Trickling down all these years
Solace soothes heart fears
I know
The provenance
Of stringed instruments
The tree from whence it came
But never heard you play
I miss you, dearly
So much so
I recall clearly
Lottery days
Sunning ourselves or seeking shade
Silence listens to our breathing
A seat at your picnic table
Winning
How lucky I was
Like a billionaire
With nothing in hand
But love and admiration
Need I say?
A past never erased
Nor wished away
Held onto, still as
Cool aqua tarn
Smiles to the gills
Though I recall
My anxious face
Mirrored in yours
How I wished
Upon lucky orange belly feather
Sacred shells under webbed feet
How to make you happier
Than ever before, shall we?
Need I say?
I regret one thing
We are a culmination
Of all that had been
I longed for sweet escapism
Take your hand into the blue
Drift on cloudy scenes
From breakfast till noon
Ride the racing waves
Till breath escapes
Revive till night
Closes our eyes
Once again
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
A sign language
Understood completely
without a single word
To know what one feels
A living eulogy
To be oneself
Without apology
To be cheered on
By your own team
Receive outstretched arm
When you fall
A desire to be known
Weathered scars and all.
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
Purest secrets of heart
Are always one's own
No prying ear
Or peering eye
Could ever come near
Mystery of mind
Far from critique
No matter how many
Mouths ill speak
Suspicions creep
Upon mere kindness
How often friends
Are lost in mire
No one knows
How love or life grows
