Month: January 2018
Once
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
Safe-keeping
last night lashing rain
scouring the streets with loud noise
smiles under the sheets
Life can be delicious
Love Song
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
not fade away (acrylic, 2009)
youth is but a short dance
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
K.I.S.S.
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