With no mind, flowers lure the
butterfly;
With no mind, the butterfly visits
the blossoms.
Yet when flowers bloom, the butterfly
comes;
When the butterfly comes, the
flowers bloom.

Photographs painted cities proud
Shimmering puddles rain soaked crowd
Ventures forth silent stillness called
Colours chasing rainbows showers fold

Remembered images spider cracks in glass
Fortune cast like driftwood
from the past
Cluttered highways peak hour homes
Willow bending shore breaks free

Past times echoing forgotten tunes
As coastlines etched in ancient runes
Belonging cost to all event
Twirling treetops shaped in winds lament

Grey haired monks by habit hide
Distant echoes calmed by dawns first light
Passing aimlessly through dark of night
Called by wonders seeking to complete
Again the reflections drawn from campfires heat

Architects of destiny call to speak
Places dawned life giving feat
Dew draped windows speak of inner heat
Tear shaped raindrops rainbows complete

(GE2014) Reserved

my mother once warned me of
addiction
in the form of a bottle
but never told me about
you
and your pale blue eyes would
drive me to every AA meeting
I've ever been to
(s.j.b)

Your love
So beautiful
I feel so warm in between your thighs
Your deep breaths taking over my life
This is what I have longed for
Long phone calls, 4AM texts and writing poetry as your honor
You're like hip hop
My heart never stops racing in your presence, that's how powerful your love is
I love you

a garden fence of wooden slats
giant poppies bloom and fill the gaps
brightest petals, orange

white birds of summer  
will mend, with twine and twig
windy nests of a northern winter

today, only an indigo sea
of lavender bees, will hum
like gold, beneath the sun

no frowning clouds will come
only morning glory flowers will bloom
blue as sky, blue as heaven

sea is flat calm silver
her tide is in
maybe on the turn
sky is bright white
with sunlight vying
fighting the mist
When she wins
heat will wither-
evaporate the wet
and all things
will be summer-
colour changed