River boat
Down besides the flat lands
& the bicycle palaces
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
Friday, 31 May 2013
Thursday, 30 May 2013
Absence
Little girl, by her mother
Sips Ice Cream Soda
Through a straw
Today her father
Is elsewhere
Wednesday, 29 May 2013
Tuesday, 28 May 2013
Pristine
You took your time, to look so good
You stole my mind, they said you would
With half a sign, the half that almost misunderstood
More than half unkind, the half that knew I no how should
We danced the line, swayed, yet somehow leaning stood
I said you're mine, pray venture, to flow deep within my blood
Time stood still, as if our place was under the rainbows hood
We cared for the thrill, spilt the rest, left unfulfilled in bluebell wood
Daylong nights took their toll, our play turned bad, we'd had it good
We departed, the drift to roll; our hopelessness started, we knew it could
You look so good, I took my time
I dreamt you would, you appear quite sublime
Monday, 27 May 2013
Flirtatious
Cockatiel & coffee cup
Steal the dreams of able
Sit there by the mirage fair
Cards laid on the table
Ace is high but draw it slow
Takes a while for love to show
Kings and Queens they stand in line
Touch their breath & pray for time
One and one is, as could never be
Mismatched beside the stable
All to hope is all can change
Witness sent by telegraph cable
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