We talked before eating
About place
Direction
Then went straight
To tapas
One lasagne to share &
Two patatas
Bravas
We talked so much about timing that
To fill up our mouths
We ate with a relish we'd
Seldom shown
Each other
And took too much
Wine
You
Went to cut up the pasta
Sharing, as ever
But 2 bay leaves
Lying, deep inside
Resisted the knife
Leaving a ragged edge
Between us
We stopped - smiled
Not
Really sure
Why
Nov 27, 2016
Nov 27, 2016 at 1:36 PM UTC
That person who gets you, lifts you
As the stone that fits your hand does
Who loves you as the stone from your hand
Skims out across the sea, loves you so
Many times more
Than you can count
That
Person
Whose love seems older than the stone
Smoother than its perfect roundness
Whose eyes seem deeper than the sea
During the endless time your eyes
Meet. And the feeling
In your heart
Of that stone
That oldest
Perfect
Love
Skimming light, skimming fast
Skimming away
Away
As it fades
As it
Fades
Oct 20, 2016
Oct 20, 2016 at 8:19 PM UTC
- 6 happy songs
1. Oui hear
What we appear
What, we appear?
What
Where
Capturing the in
The expressable in it
Capped in it
In
Into
Together to gather
To Get Her - To Gat Her
Two Gets-together
Gether
Glather
Troubling isn't it
Very troubling
Trouble some
Some troubles in ning
Inklings
Inner rings
Der Rinks
Der
2. Vert
Over therr
Overt therr
Knew a woman who was livin
Oh Vert Herr!
Oh Vert Herr!
Over therr
Err a woman who is livin
Oh Vert therr!
Err
Err
3. Bleu
A cloud farmer
I eye the sky
Eye the sky
Eye the sky
A cloud farmer
I eye the skye
Eye the sky
Wide
4. Blanc
Here is the blank
The blanking blank
The blanking blank
The blanking blank
Here is the blank
The blanking blank
The blanking blanking blank
Blank
5. Rouge
They come to me in ones and twos
Ones and twos
Ones and twos
They come to me in
Ones and twos
Ones and twos it's
True
6. Noir
Brush away noir noir
Brush away noir
Brush away noir noir
Noir noir no
More No more
Noir noir no
Moe
Oct 5, 2016
Oct 5, 2016 at 4:06 AM UTC
Let me not forget
The magic of days
Gone by
In love
And in loving
When I'm old let me yet
Be young in my mind
And in love
Sep 8, 2016
Sep 8, 2016 at 7:58 PM UTC
you were tig
I was tag
bright pink wellies
a duffel bag
the snowball
that I threw
I wonder if
you ever knew
It
was always
you
Sep 8, 2016
Sep 8, 2016 at 7:53 PM UTC
Swallows, House Martins,
making nests under the eaves;
you glance, too busy.
Alone on a bench,
things in mind, as yet - unsaid;
weeds find cracks to grow.
Flowers, by the path;
blue - so overgrown. Today
we go no further.
Dried stalks of grass stand
in an old ink jar, writing
yesterday's words.
Jun 5, 2016
Jun 5, 2016 at 5:33 PM UTC
Whoever called it that
never knew.
The colors are beyond real - just
like they are in dreams. But dreams
never come back on you, not
as dreams.
The rattling whirr
of the projector; the couple
walking into the distance,
taking everything with them.
Everything.
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 7:19 PM UTC
Snake skins
slough-off
in the dark
- each
the friction of living
Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 5:38 PM UTC