Best In The Morning
It’s best in the morning
with no decoration
only flesh
and fingers reaching out
It’s best in the morning
sun licking through the window
we’ve honestly
nowhere we need to be
It’s best in the morning
kitchen door
open on the garden
you sip your tea, strum the guitar
sitting on the back step
Your dark hair ruffled
eyes so brown and full of wonder
nowhere we need to be
“It’s bes...
Saturday 28th August 2021 2:03 pm
Moments
Forgetting such moments are not a cinch
Wow factor is a life free of glitch
Those moments are just dreadly screams
Even so, they are just dusky dreams
Panting, whimpering, yearning and lamenting deep
Hark! wake up before they engulf your luminous tinge of last beam...
Tuesday 30th June 2020 5:47 pm
Reason to Stay
When sun comes against all odds
And the colours of life just pop
Or when the rain falls
It falls and falls
And you wet your lips
With piping hot tea
With warm biscuit
Savour the crumbs
Cosy and safe
In the arms of a jumper
The padding of the sofa,
Like a huge hug
Or when your face aches,
Your stomach vibrates
Because you are fighting to breathe
Through ...
Tuesday 18th February 2020 5:52 am
Moments
Do you ever want to
hold on to a moment
because it feels divine?
A moment when the stars align,
and everything is fine.
A moment when you make peace
with your past, and your pain.
A moment when there is
no sorrow, no shame.
A moment when fear
takes a hike.
A moment when the sky is clear,
the air is forgiving,
and sun shines bright.
A moment when everything
feel...
Wednesday 9th October 2019 5:41 am
Preservation
rhyme this with everything I am
bit of everything I have
rhyme this to make it livable again
at another needed moment, from the corner of my head.
squeeze this into another view
or lay it out, spread on by you
or anyway that translates bliss
to blissless stormful blanks
that look for it parched, helpless
without thanks
Tuesday 16th July 2019 3:55 pm
Lovers
There were those moments
pressed
against a Cornish rock
in beach blackness
with the shush of the rippling waves
nearby in the night
lying
in a Sussex garden
with the hot sun
dappling our backs
parked
on a Ditchling hill
with town lights
spread below
...Thursday 10th May 2018 4:30 pm
Moments
Home is in a lot of places
In a the bottom of a coffee cup, inhaling and looking up to see your friends beautiful smile because you made a funny face.
In a national park breathing the crisp air, the utter contentment of being in a place that is only yourself and the earth, with a thousand days before and after you.
Dancing in the waves, the ocean so a part of your life that your very vein...
Saturday 10th June 2017 12:06 am
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