A burden in the afternoon like lightning in the dark and when the night stars disappeared the evening met with stark And yet the sunlight would return so long as hope was there and what was once a semblance of would strike a newfound care They will not speak of what had been or what […]
Month: October 2021
Peace and quiet
Fishing marlin was his thing – unruly – unkempt – tragic And a pen that stroked a thousand words – a drink devoid of magic How can you write and drink as well indulgences are few and far Friends were where romance blossomed like a smile from the bar Seen across the sozzled sort – […]
Freckles
I’m sorry; said the stooped man to the other (who was weeping) Don’t be; said the weeping man my predicament is mine They came across each other on the pathway – enticing Companionship and friendship – humanity’s design They sat on the bench that day – that day with sunshine gleaming As the one he […]
Like a sprinkle
He looked left -he looked right –it was darkness he was viewingHe walked a stepand then anotheras he turned to face the airHis face was freckledhe was tired – (was it youth that he was missing)Would a smile findhis mouth and sit there inside of him – or shareFriends – (there werenone) – yet therewere […]
Three weeks had passed
Three weeks had passed before I’d seen a semblance of herself she’d come to greet me from asleep she’d come down from her shelf She’d impart her knowledge and be seen by me – and me alone her music told of yesteryear I’d hear it in her tone She knew just when to stay away […]
Delight
I stand before the robust shore and wonder if I’ll swim I reach out as far as I can see and still the light is dim I hold my hand for someone else to grasp it and abscond yet is it time that has run out or excitement that’s beyond Beyond foresight and foreboding a […]
To smell the rose
She was walking down the parklands (an esplanade beside the water) With the joy of boundless children playing freely in the park The water breeze was slowing – (though not the joy from sunshine dancing) The far horizon (it drew nearer) as she stopped to smell the rose
Two paths
There are two paths by which I could walk home. One diverts through the back entrance of a Golf Club, whilst the other takes me over a bridge through Sickle Avenue. Which one I choose is up to me. Or is it? This really depends upon the way you see things. Are you in control […]
Haiku poetry XXXIV
Sagacity and forethought Utter not a word – Folly takes control
Haiku poetry XXXIII
The croc feeds on cattle – The hippo capsizes a boat In the woods – a grizzly’s foretold
sensualism 