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gambolling

January 9, 2019January 28, 2019 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

hop to it; he says romping bounding and bouncing springing into the water gambolling from grass a frolic – your frisky when dancing and prancing others have left – cavorting – we’re last when others fail to do what can be done making nothing of something and neglecting the one playing and leaping and splashing … Continue reading gambolling

You left

December 3, 2018December 2, 2018 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

I'm lost - you left me -  why did you pass me by I need your leadership your love - your sense that yes, it's worth a try Like a tree - standing taller you lift my sense of being why did you go I need you so you are my fallen beam A captain … Continue reading You left

Gratitude

December 2, 2018 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

Gratitude

To the sea

November 25, 2018February 16, 2019 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

I stand above the solemn fieldwhere strangers come to seewhatever shall be wishing forin news endowed to thee I walk beside the strangest beachwhere friends of all kinds walkand then I dance the dance, so dearbut cannot talk the talk But ever shall we wonderwhatever could have beenif only I had held your handif only I had … Continue reading To the sea

Ne’er to go

November 11, 2018 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

The wind shakes – the ground breaks – your eyes wake and blink   a joyful string your baggage light delight in spring and build   create God’s guild love, laugh then chide – before I lose my alibi   I reached the wall – a no-through road – yet in your arms I fell … Continue reading Ne’er to go

dead poets

October 21, 2018 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

The teacher, on the table, stood (to some a block), a plank of wood yet there stood a scribe with task to feed those beyond mere reasoning   a calculated world we’re living in with textbook teachings of the past think, my friends – with majesty within you is the test to see   dead … Continue reading dead poets

Finals football at the ‘G’

September 9, 2018 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

The 'G'. The ground that draws a crowd. This is the time of the year when everyone's attention turns to football - in Australia at least. In the US they broadcast the game we love and created at 3am when you are all in  bed sound asleep but there are a few of you I … Continue reading Finals football at the ‘G’

Wild days

September 1, 2018 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

Oh but for those wild days Where the yardarm greets the sun I could abate the little bird And be the only one   Who stands upon a portal And sings upon a rock Who nestles in the silent night Walking to the expanse of the dock   Why jump; one thinks and ponders Why … Continue reading Wild days

More than myself

August 18, 2018August 18, 2018 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

Can I create more than myself And if I can, must I? Is livelihood (like solitude) About to pass me by? At times we associate With a view  - a sight to see A sense of fatal curfew – Of our own mortality Can I build a house to share – Must I share it … Continue reading More than myself

I think of thought…

June 2, 2018June 2, 2018 ~ sensualism ~ Leave a comment

What do I think of thought Or can I only feel A touch as tender as the breeze Or hard as bovine – ‘fore the veal What do I think of thought What does she think of me As hard to the touch as a scab Or soft and supple Alike thee Bereft of kindness … Continue reading I think of thought…

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