I was walking on the pathway by the highway near the ocean when I saw a tidy park-bench so I thought I’d take a break As I sat there on the park-bench near the ocean by the highway I saw the shaded profile of a woman closing in Her hair was flowing freely – over … Continue reading By the highway near the ocean
Hours past since he had written words as sweet as sunshine - a cherry blossom shared between two lovers safe in bed - opening the wonder of a world distraught with pain That pain had stayed away from their ‘Juliet’ – the balcony beside the doorway by the window in the sun - a sense … Continue reading Cherry blossom
He travelled far and near with her to ranges and the ‘hood he asked for simple things from life and special things he could They spoke of places they had been and some to which they'd yet to stray they spoke of the milk and honey – yes - they spoke of yesterday Their fingers … Continue reading Inside
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 – … Continue reading Peace and quiet
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 … Continue reading Freckles
He looked left then looked right – darkness he was viewing He walked a step then another he turned to face the air His face was freckled he was tired - (was it youth he was missing) Would a smile find his mouth and sit there inside - or share friends - (there were none) … Continue reading Like a sprinkle
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
Sagacity and forethought Utter not a word - Folly takes control
The croc feeds on cattle – The hippo capsizes a boat In the woods - a grizzly’s foretold
Under water the cuttlefish jumps out of itself – the shrimp hides under rock
sensualism 