A silver lining passed by
the rainbow.
The sun is still shinning,
for my state of mind,
needs no defining, notwithstanding
yesterday was painted grey.
I just told a fairy story
of a redemptive gull.
Till tomorrow
we celebrate,
our February song
chasing its tail.

She climbed the waterline
upward and appearing
just for the occasion,
day after day
kidding herself when it doesn't
matter anymore
be careful of the stitches
on attention
to let go of the relentlessness
awry of the persuaders

Dandelions have their way.
I'm writing blank verse
because I have no images to build.
It's like searching for a suite of cards,
and tomorrow will be replete.
Picture my pride,
poetry is like a starling.
The grass has gone to hay,
my hope like a ceaseless parade.

Heavenly abandon
I want to sing for you
You were searching for a friend before
the second snow
Two can come together
but love can bring you down
unless you're the one to free me
walking down the streets of paradise
country home comfort

Heard a song about you on the radio.
Its never too late to relate.
You were high willed and a bright orchid,
a contented yin and yang.
I could never leave you,
remembering when it all began,
you're were a friend of the band,
two-second snows from colorado,
from the moon, I fly you;
some kind of poet,
sealing her heart in mine,
breathe in you'll be the bay,
who put a rose on my cheeks.

Right-wing Boris conspiracies awry
they tried to lynch Starmer
The Woke are fighting back
No ancien monuments for us.
Meanwhile, Tenants fight council mold
of long-neglected council dwellings
Our Saviours have been returned
sealed unopened,
on a sunken ship, inflation at a generational 5.5%
Gas cap in April at 7.1%
February days
Evergreen Russia on the reconnaissance
War in Europe
What have we learned

In January you're planning September
for your orchestra with your Son Peter
You are reddened by warmth
creating sounds
Whereas I am with my poetry
pushing the boundaries
reading yesteryears accentuation
sharing my craft
You're clearing an audible path
from another world
pouring light into your notes