A toddler with a stick
poking holes in wet sand;
Making short lines and squiggles
which waves wipe quickly away.  
When his toes have been tickled
and sand rises up around his tiny feet,
the boy falls
backwards onto his bottom.
There! Did you feel it? The universe stops–

Then begins again -
with delighted squeals burbling forth
as the water moves around him
licking his skin –
and a thousand small kittens
tumble away.

Beautiful
is misinterpreted
everyday
Beautiful
is strived for
everyday
Beautiful
is cried for
everyday
Beautiful
is before you
everyday
Beautiful
is lost to you
everyday
Reach!

I miss you today
I miss you again,
At this blue bay
I'm in much pain.

I'm burning inside
You can't feel me,
I love you so much
You didn't get me.

Will you love me ever
like you do snowflakes?
Could we walk together
again by the salt lake?

I want you to smile
always for happiness.
I need your adore, baby
Cause, I feel you endless!

Gracefully the cat
Circled around its'
Owners' legs
Purring louder
To be held
And stroked
Gently down her spine
Having been satisfied
A sip of milk
Upon sandpaper lips
Would do
A spot in the
Warm sun
Would do nicely
And a dream
Of catching a mouse
Even better

Under a blanket of stars
Under an orange haze
That was the most brilliant
Of our loving stage

With the same old pair of eyes
I glimpse the outside through the blinds
Not a single chance of a thought
Had purchase in our minds

We sat barred against our consignment
Defiant of the dawn
Chasing memories before
They had a chance to be gone

Loving the evening hours
When chaos slept under linen
I knew we were to end
Before we were beginnin’

But it was an affair pure
Was it not
I’d spend it all again
Without a thought

Life moves on
With or without you
And it's not what we did
But what we do

I should not mourn
Or remember this moment
When my minds eye
Is gazing at the firmament

I wished you love
You promised to stay
We stumbled sometimes
Did  lose our way

Of all these things
That could have been
They must end in the now
Instead of a further then.

I woke in a sweat
to the sounds of screams
at 3am
with shaking hands & ringing ears
I couldn't close my eyes again.

A women's distress
just outside the window
sobered and terrified me
leaving me
in a ghostly state
determined to visit each room
and count each sleeping head.

This call of the wild
from fox to fisher cat
how the shrill beckoning of nature
reaches and echoes everywhere
peering out to the woods
it is only fitting that this man
be deemed the real intruder.