My eyes are like my fathers,
So is my heart,
No matter how much I try to undo myself,
or pick me apart,
He is a piece of me,
My bitter half.

all steam evaporates
strong emotion settles
leaving the knowing;
all things in balance.

(a poem in Haiku and Senryu)

Draw a stick figure
future - diminished
and chaos ransomed.

Paint the landscape
with the sweltering glare
of global warming.

Add micro-plastic
and forever chemical
flavorings to taste.

Come share this
with me - let kisses heal and
soft whispers inflame.

Some locks need two keys
to open, some heavens can
be reached by mortals.
.
.
A song for this:
All Gone Away by The Style Council

Blade cuts through the dusk,
Tulips bow with fleeting grace,
Shadows stretch to meet the night—
Silent petals fall.

red is the colour that speaks
deep in my soul

limitless, steadfast, eternal-
love stays true to itself-
bound by loving definition.

success unmeasured by reward
the strongest of bonds-
love accepts your offering
when all else would tell you no.