Month: January 2018

there was a time
morning breath was startling
tingling with excitement
with such promise
of things to come
any second now
in a heartbeat
once

 

what to do
what can I say
to sooth you
and heal you
to take all your pain away
and lull you to rest

where love is
surely I can find
the done thing
that one thing
which leaves loneliness behind
and I’ll do my best

I believe
I know the right song
to sing you
and bring  you
all the love for which you long
here within my breast

quite entrancing
she is dancing
as yet no false steps
no stutters or mutters
to spoil her rapture

youth is the key
maybe all she can see
is that time is for herself
as she beckons the seconds
grasping all she can capture

so young and so free
what joyous liberty
it shows in her dancing
so naive, so entrancing
best let her be

 

why say fifty words

when forty will be missed

why write pages

why not extract the gist

why write fifty words

when writing less might tell

that very thing you want to say

just as well