John Edward Smallshaw

John Edward Smallshaw Jan 8

I was in that queue
you were too
and we never knew each other then,
but ten years down the line
we're having a fine time,

sometimes
hello is all it takes.

John Edward Smallshaw Jan 8

Two degrees

there was sleet and I was
shivering, my fingers tingling
and my eyes sparkling,
my breath almost freezing,
but I breezed on home knowing
that I'd get warmed up by her smile.

John Edward Smallshaw Jan 8

Robin

Laser vision
razor sharp
lets me see you
in the dark.

She uses a gold crested quill
writes in copperplate
leaves me notes on the window sill.

John Edward Smallshaw Jan 8

..and peculiar

mothballs in the wardrobe
fly paper on the ceiling
a slab of lard in the frying pan
all make me feel like an
old fashioned man.

John Edward Smallshaw Jan 7

Ain't that the truth.

She says,
sell seashells,
but
hells bells
I want to spend
more time with her.

John Edward Smallshaw Jan 7

Wild

Watching the riptide
about a mile wide
racing up the bay.

I did that yesterday
about sixty years ago
but one doesn't forget
wonder and awe.

Up there on the wing
in the light of a Summer day
swallows played tag with the wind.