Sweetness is on your lips
like honey flavoured early morning dew.
And your eyes have a depth of blue
that even deepest oceans cannot match
Love, Love, Love, Love, Love Without A Doubt
How do you write a poem
It cannot be caught
and is beyond words’
A New Vessel
The clay lay on the table before me;
it has just arrived and freed from its sack
with preserving amniotic fluid.
When it had first arrived at the door
A Little Love Poem...
I dreamed a little dream of you;
too small a dream to contain
all the ways you reach out to me,
too short to encompass your eternity,
A Matter Of Life And Death
Death inevitable and unavoidable
Life fragile and transient
Reincarnate what returns
Dead meat and bones left over
A Conversation With My Dearest Friend
So why are you shouting at me!
And that thing you said,
did you really mean to be,
so very, very mean and hurtful?