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

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

HurtfulHolidays

Holidays are cruel

Too many memories

Of love curdled

Long lost ornaments

Yellowed wrapping paper

And time tinged

Ribbon joy and

Gleeful laughter now

Go silent fallen

In love married

Now all gone

One last hurdle

In loves steeplechase

Our anniversary will

It trip me

Sending me once

Again to stumble

Or will I

Clear it finally

And trot on

GoodMorning

Early morning birdsong

Tickle my ears

Dawn yet to

Break songs from

Afar and near

Those in skeletal

Trees and you

Beside me which

Is sweeter I

Wonder those tweets

Or your sleepy

Soft good mornings