None of those present

gets ever interrupted --


when they're all talking.

We walked together
till together walked away
We stopped the walking
and sat down to lay
wondering how
life is heavy this way
not to carry
together’s slack
and whether we could carry
together another day
if together
were to ever come back
to stay

You must come with me,

I don't want to beat my way --


through the rain alone.

thankful that
the promised storm
did not arrive
umbrellas were collapsed
used as walking sticks
or were discarded
as unwelcome rain
and clouds of grey
drifted apologetically
stood in expectant awe
we were rapturous
as blue skies stretched
from hillock to tor
to witness a cowboy
dressed in white
the hero-in-waiting
with a sunset
      to ride towards
his happily-ever-after
a pastoral beauty
in flowering green
inseparable thus far
tradition be ******
now adorned with
a bonded eternity
on their fingers
to match that
which is long-rooted
in their hearts

I ring the door with

my handbell and I'm welcome --


because it's mý bell.

I believed your
heart was holy
because
every kiss
you gave
was heavenly

I wrote sonnets
and wore
us like jewellery

our love was
an artwork
we couldn’t finish

we paint by
candlelight
as summer draws
to an end
yet all I see
are new chapters
forming in your eyes