I lift the cup
Underneath
The arm of the plastic chair
A clumsy manoeuvre
In bare feet, without socks
Or safety nets
Levelled at a scribble with no purpose
No point about how to feel
Or how to have felt
Deeper words to divide you the writer
But to share
With you the lover, the provider
Is it fair; in any which way
To be immortal
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Noisy mind
Fifty years of past behind you
They say that
Cats are more, or less
Disaffected by who they've known
Or where to, it is, that they have been
Embrace the sunlight; off stage
The newspaper is in further shadow
No psychological murmurs
No tumours or tremors
No rumours, at the turn of the page
The trunk sets off the branch
Out in search of sunshine
Out in search of photosynthesis
There are so many changes of direction
Many dried twigs without fruit
The young apples have fallen early
The party not yet fairly begun
Though the breeze has brought
Her own invitation
She
And you, dressed, girly and gaily
With endless serenity
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I will wake you, in a while
So that later
We shall sleep safely together
That moment, it is upon me
Time to gather
And think about forever
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Something
About instantaneous
Non-delayed gratification
About surprise
Wait; just for the right moment
Yesterday
The performance
The after performance party
Sunsets
Chilean Merlot
A guitar and a songbook
To wake
In love with love
We make love
About your present
Wait; just for the right moment
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That pigeon, how long will it coo
Is that at all spelt correctly
How say would you hear it
At nightfall
At the time to settle
At the time to roost
Over there
The poppy stalks
Curled, bristled
Pods now where the flowers used to be
Thistles, softer hair on my lower arm
They share the sunlight
Care for the unseen shadow of immediacy
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