Shell

Lost I drift

Bumping into others

I have discovered

Comfort in myself

Absent of them

Alone and quiet

At long last

I can hear

The ocean again

In the shell

Against my ear

Knowing that life

Is in there

Just with me

EyesSmile (to Ivis)

It was three

Things that invited

Me to you

Your eyes your

Smile and your

Honesty yes by

What you said

But more by

The honesty of

Your smile and

Of your eyes

They speak louder

Than the words

Silence

It seems I’ve

Lost inspiration my

Mind is numb

As though the

Line went dead

Hello hello are

You still there

They will return

Like gaggles flying

Overhead above the

Marshes and wetlands

Honking we’re here

We’ve come back

Landing with splashes

On these pages

Muenster (to Rick)

Friends mean more

To me than

Anyone even lovers

They accept me

For who I

Am and never

Make fun of

Me for whom

I’m not therefore

Rick this goes

Out to you

I love you

You my Muenster

MeanAnything (to boo and bean)

Too many bottles

Too many men

To forget you

Too much wine

Too much weed

To forget you

Why oh why

Won’t you leave

Me alone like

You did two

Fortnight before you

Haunt me us

Is that fair

You with strangers

And with me

With others that

Don’t mean anything