Seven Days A Week

Let's make love in the long grass
Let's make love at the fair
Let's make love on a Sunday
Let's show ourselves, as if we care

Let's make love in the sand dunes
Let's make love in the lair
Let's make love on a Monday
To show ourselves, brutally bare

Let's make love on the soft sands
Let's make love at the Curious Affair
Let's make love on a Tuesday
Let's show ourselves, as fondly aware

Let's make love in the rowing boat
Let's make love on a bar-room chair
Let's make love on a Wednesday
Let's show ourselves, as gladiators glare

Let's make love on the ocean
Let's make love dancing with Fred Astaire
Let's make love on a Thursday
Let's show ourselves, as devils who dare

Let's make love under the moonlight
Let's make love as a soothsayer
Let's make love on a Friday
Let's show ourselves, to answer a prayer

Let's make love in the cosmos
Let's make love without the need to beware
Let's make love on a Saturday
Let's show ourselves, as the most elegant pair

Let's make love in our hearts and minds
Let's make love everywhere and nowhere
Let's make love forgetting the day
Let's show ourselves, we are enabled to flare

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Silence

Gathered souls, gathered today
Collected from the many, to gift away
On the breath of the leaf

That one petal, afloat on the breeze
From one winter, and towards one spring
Without noise, nor neither disruption to leave
The silent flower, from bud did begin

And out in the distance
She walks by moonlight and snow
Posting the photographs, of absence
Of the silence which she hopes to bestow

And up in the dales
With dark skies, and pours of rain
He catches the light, neat light
With the silence of such slight refrain

Gathered souls, gathered today
Collected from the many, to gift away
On the breath of relief

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The Date

Every day we communicate
Friends of quite a distance
Interested in interests
Communiques to become

Tonight, listening to poetry
Words spoken, of touch
Touch of quite a distance
Poets to become

Studies draw to a close
Summer ahead
Itineraries to explore
Spring each step so fresh

Tonight at the cinema
Remember New Zealand
Tell
Of all to know

Every way
Care to wait
Rate
Lives so dear

The dates of chancery
Coincidences
Are caught
In the cheese-cakes taste

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Whatever Page Frames Meaning

The trauma is receding
As middle age moves onwards
Whatever rage came leading
The sage has bound the bleeding

Some lives begin at twenty
Some lives never do
Some souls have more love
Than any brothers blue

The hairline is proceeding
As middle earth returns
Whatever page frames meaning
The cage has found the feeding

Some lives begin at thirty
Some lives never do
Some calls have more love
Than hurt, as if forever knew

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Your Mother, Fair Maiden

Out there
Out in far distance
I hear your voice
Fair singing

Of carousels
Country belles
And troubadours
Still clinging

Of wishing wells
And Tinkerbelle
Bracken boors
So bringing

Your mother, fair maiden
Alive on fairest ground
Your mother, rare laden
Thrived upon your sound

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