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Monday, 5 March 2012

Background


It is a cool breeze
on the shoulder
Reminds me, how old
I have become

The northern connection
as if to smoulder
confides in me, I’m told
no more to run

Ancients, older than modern
whispers sweet trespasses
He waits
for the moments to reassemble

Moments, cold, almost frozen
waves in her hair
laughter in her eyes
sweet soul trespasses

The breeze is alive
in a northerly direction
On leaving one so stubborn
She decides to settle in the South


a poem from the collection Some Trickier Poems - Love with Conflicts - available as a kindle download or library item by clicking here

Sunday, 4 March 2012

Rise, fall, surprise


Yesterday was autumn, or so you said
Today, in the sunlight,
are these the last throws of the summer

The Wagnerian crescendo, raucous
over the mountains, falls silent; floods,
once rampant fade calmly down the valleys

The monotone memorials travel on the leaf,
shimmering; invisible crests are embossed
within the fabric of our journey

Yesterday was autumn, or so you said
Instead, shrunk in short sleeves,
surprised again by the curtain calls of belief


a poem from the collection Some Trickier Poems - Love with Conflicts - available as a kindle download or library item by clicking here

Saturday, 3 March 2012

Paths cross


Under canvas
beneath trees
beside the river
Waiting
for the festival to begin

In the darkness
and the rain
All alone
waiting
for the call to arms

Escape to the story
of places lost
Of journeys to nowhere
waiting
for time to move along

Come back, won’t you
unzip the doorway
Look out at the daylight moon
waiting
for the dragonflies to dance








a poem from the collection Some Trickier Poems - Love with Conflicts - available as a kindle download or library item by clicking here

Friday, 2 March 2012

Colour Therapy


Vermont in the fall
or Fremantle with the sun steady in the sky

Places where we may never have been
other than by the autumn
The bronze & golden leaves
on trees at the out of town designer mall

Call from deeper space
further than our subconscious
Holding hands, smiling glances
soft spoken words of love and care

Shared with the breeze
and the sunlight
Shared with the policeman on accident duty
as the sun sets on the motor cycle cavalcade

Calvary in the fall
or Freebird with the silence in the steady light









a poem from the collection Some Trickier Poems - Love with Conflicts - available as a kindle download or library item by clicking here

Thursday, 1 March 2012

Maybe


We had our days
You only miss them
miss them when they’re gone

Today my mind went away
in that while, my smile
chose the time to carry on

Carry on regardless
Of places with memories
faces, by the blue sky sea

Endless days, slowly feeling free
Free, as the butterfly
in a room with closed windows

A thing of beauty
in a net or jar, captured
by an  innocent child

Captured by the incense
the exotic presence
of one other soul

I fall into the days
Days we only had to miss
miss you now you’ve gone








a poem from the collection Some Trickier Poems - Love with Conflicts - available as a kindle download or library item by clicking here