All of those early mornings
Sunlight through open-windows
Warm rays against the shutters
Fresh breeze, golden thoughts
To stand, to be
To stand, to be
All of those early mornings
Frost for the taming thrush
Mist on the distant bush
Cold warmth, golden thoughts
To stand, to be
To stand, to be
Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation, or smiling, or watching the world go by
Tuesday, 13 November 2018
Monday, 12 November 2018
Repetitive
I have given up
Times many before
I have shaved to the core
Only to find me wanting
I have left the cup
Once again too often
I have tried to cut loose, to soften
Only to find me wanting
I have edged the stirrup
From the breached harness
I have thus blunted the sharpness
Only to find me wanting
Times many before
I have shaved to the core
Only to find me wanting
I have left the cup
Once again too often
I have tried to cut loose, to soften
Only to find me wanting
I have edged the stirrup
From the breached harness
I have thus blunted the sharpness
Only to find me wanting
Sunday, 11 November 2018
Diktat Definition
In that empty place
Of built up frustration
In that barren space
Outwith of knowing how
On that rock face
Almost of desperation
On that crippling chase
Outwith of knowing how
With that last race
Caught up in complication
Returning then to base
Outwith of knowing how
Of built up frustration
In that barren space
Outwith of knowing how
On that rock face
Almost of desperation
On that crippling chase
Outwith of knowing how
With that last race
Caught up in complication
Returning then to base
Outwith of knowing how
Saturday, 10 November 2018
Prep
No reason to undo the buttons
No cause to unzip the flies
Except the change of weather
Leads to bodies laid
Expectantly, close there besides
No need to kiss the nubile lips
Don’t close the servile eyes
Except that this balmy weather
Carries summer’s sexy surprise
No desire to read your mind
No denials to deny your cries
Exploit the fair fair weather
With the sexuality
Of those heavily loaded sighs
No cause to unzip the flies
Except the change of weather
Leads to bodies laid
Expectantly, close there besides
No need to kiss the nubile lips
Don’t close the servile eyes
Except that this balmy weather
Carries summer’s sexy surprise
No desire to read your mind
No denials to deny your cries
Exploit the fair fair weather
With the sexuality
Of those heavily loaded sighs
Friday, 9 November 2018
Manhood
I let the sultry, muggy day
Play all over my body, and mind
Such kindness roaming within
I ask her to fondle my skin
Yes, you, my humid weather
All sweating on our skin together
Wearing such sexuality forever
I ask you to be, my firmer tether
Wherever you lead I will follow
Hopes and dreams ready to lose
Serendipity of luscious thought
Made ready in my time to prove
Play all over my body, and mind
Such kindness roaming within
I ask her to fondle my skin
Yes, you, my humid weather
All sweating on our skin together
Wearing such sexuality forever
I ask you to be, my firmer tether
Wherever you lead I will follow
Hopes and dreams ready to lose
Serendipity of luscious thought
Made ready in my time to prove
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