Arctic

The cold, the chill

Is present still

Just when you thought it went away

It’s bold, it’s steel

An icy pill

The cold is here to stay

The Union

Breathe deep and say hello. 
The one you love has come to see you.

Breathe deep and now let go. 
Strangers abound. They too can see you.

Come, sit. Let us talk. 
I’ll tell you how glad I am to see you. 

Minutes are seconds. It’s time to go. 
I count the days till I can see you. 

Here You Are

Painters, poets, sculptors
Know nothing of this beauty
Mona’s smile pales in comparison

Bandits, brigands, poachers
Play culprit to this beauty 
How he handles her, embarrassing

Tulips, poppies, primrose
Pay homage to this beauty 
Truly, just a blessing  

And You, Too

With whom 

Can I share this love

With which I overflow?

I ask a question

The answer of which

I already know;

I already knew.

Hello page.

If I have no one else,

At least I have you.

She Doesn’t Call

She said this

But did that

She bit me

I bit back

Where are you?

She’s not close

She loves me.

Well,

She said so.

To Her

 Somewhere there’s a house. There’s a door to walk through. Inside this house there are walls. On these walls hang pictures of a family known. There’s more in this house. There’s a kitchen with cabinets fully stocked: pans, pots, food- oh yes- food. There’s a table too. The fridge is modern. There’s an app for the stove? Yes ma’am. Oh snap! A dishwasher. There’s more. This house has rooms. Four to be exact. In each room there’s a bed. And they’re all so comfortable! Ooo these rooms smell nice. They do, they do. Bathrooms in this house there are. Enough to go around. Books. Books. Books and more books. This house is a library. Vices? Just a little. There’s a clip on the porch. Little whisky on the shelf. 

And lo, the house is now a home because within its walls reside you and I and a couple of little half-gremlins running around of our make. Can you see it? 

Love Up Above

Is a ball of water round

I bring some down

And splash it around 

Not too much, won’t drown

Love is a ball of water 

That follows us through town