puddles
places where
rain juice gathers
so you can startle
your own reflection
with a rewarding splash

the fan chops the turgid air
as the moon settles lower in the sky
and we lie as far from each other as we can
with just our fingertips touching
love on a muggy heat driven night
is a matter of thought as opposed to action,

we are beyond languid and are now puddles
of tired humanity, just waiting for the tipping hour
when the temperature drops enough to sleep

til then we commune with the darkness and wait

sorrow sings silent songs
in my heart, in my heart
while my face smiles
and responds to you

i dance the line of the shadow
on toes tipped in light
this is my life

balancing the gray with the white
my circus has monkeys
now quieting sleeping
in their cage

i have learnt to be quiet
so as not to endanger
their rage

i see the sun and feel it's warmth
i look to the light, i fight, i fight
somedays, just by standing still
i fight....

the music score is changing
slow but sure, there is joy
in my encore....

the candle flame flickers
as the zephyr breeze blows
across our sunwarmed skin

we hold hands like teenagers of old
and you nuzzle gently at my shoulder

the stars brighten, as the sky darkens
from chambray to indigo
and the moon shones with mottled ivory glow

the frogs sing love songs and the lonely boobook calls
the night settles in as we make our way indoors
the candle flame splutters dies and leaves behind
a trail of smoke, taken away by the zephyr breeze
and the boobook calls again....mopoke....mopoke

bleak the heavens above
bleak the heart within

black dog sniffing my skirt tails

it is a hard thing
watching  
a loved one suffer
mental anguish

need a ray of sunshine to break
the cloud cover, today

waiting for the roses to bloom
she loves the home grown roses

will take her a mango,
the taste of summer on her lips
may make her smile....

all the elephants are rapping
box beats and toe-tapping
mapping words and rating states

all the foxes are crying
for my sake, stop your lying
we aint buying, what your styling

all the bears are wondering
why the foxes be mussing
when the food be going cold

all the tigers be  chillin
while the bears be fillin
the foxes be fussing
and the elephants
just don't care
as the beat goes on....