Sanctuary

Early elopes the daylight

under autumnal skies,

Low lies the fauna

within woodland byes

Soft squelsh our wellies

on those listless lanes,

Golden glows the sanctuary

through the window panes

All that is beautiful

All that is beautiful

and all that is pure

all that shines brightly

and all that endures

All these awakenings

which burst in our story

all of our passions

which blaze in true glory

All of our worries

we’ll brush them aside

all of our hang-ups

we’ll dare to confide

All of the obstacles

we’ll meet on the way

all of our blessings

let’s cherish them today

Evening rituals

Evening rituals

children’s’ voices on the streets

a gentle clatter of cutlery

the sky ponderous

a hush and a hum

blended in mutual consent

Eye Tea

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The way it goes

Forever
is but a blink of the eye
Together
until the day we die
You’ll never
forget these words we shared
Best ever
until the next best serves

You may think I’m a cynical fool
You don’t hear my dithyrambic drool
In the end, all my memories fade away
At my door, another stranger comes to stay

Yes, that’s the way it goes
Yes, that’s the way I chose

We may dream that we’re bound to find the one
We may recognize signs in each and everyone
Glance around and you’re sure to catch her eye
Dither long and she’s poised to pass you by

No, that’s not superstition
It’s just my own admission

2013 in review

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speaking without tongues

she asked me if I was happy
since there wasn’t a response worth uttering I honoured the masculine tradition
I’ll take that as a no then
to say communication failed would be a slur on body language
you find your own answers in this life
or else you are forced to borrow them

the new lovers

you sigh,
I smile,
what you can’t see doesn’t exist,
all outside is an undercurrent of disturbance,
we shall not let it invade our lascivious hinterland..

The eternal mariner

they say no man is an island, hence I navigate a simple vessel, observe the rhythm of the sea, the cadence of the tide and the circadian philosophy of the natural order.. there have been doldrums as there have been friendly natives offering respite within their safe havens.. yet still I sail on carrying my cargo of desiderata safely stowed below..

the prince and the ice maiden

We twist and turn along the spiral staircase, me and my car

as I follow the cream cheese moon down into Tarare

Upon high he sits with grand authority, seemingly secure

This winter’s night is not the occasion to engage his allure

 

Our winterland of cold illusion, sharp and still

as I push wide open the shutters from the window sill

Here today and gone tomorrow jests this ghostly threat

Deadly be the caress of the ice maiden, lest we forget