I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world,
to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')


These poems are works in progress, and may be subject to revision without notice. Completed versions appear in my books. Nevertheless copyright applies to all texts found here.

7 July 2010

More lunes for June

Went to town.
There was Patsy walking around
in the sun.

7/6/10


In his photos
I notice the sad eyes,
wish I didn’t.

8/6/10


My favourite mountain —
I see it every day:
my father’s painting.

10/6/10


Wakeful all night long
I remembered
my very first love.

12/6/10


Warm winter sunlight.
We lunch with old friends,
drive home replete.

12/6/10


Confessions

Wining and dining.
In my youth
it was a prelude.

Now that I am old
food and wine
are ends in themselves.

********************

He’s away tonight.
I buy chocolates, and snuggle
with my cats.

15/6/10


Silent song in the mind
creates a crescendo:
internal music needing no instrument.

23/6/10


Funeral

Will there be roses
tomorrow?
She loved them in life.

24/6/10


The city of Perth
today hosts
farewells and haiku.

25/6/10

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