Catching

I catch at everything
The sun at the window,
The jackdaws’ hopeful cries,
The day stretched out
In summer’s shimmering heat.
The burning bowls of fruit,
The nourishing to be had.
I catch and I love,
Words drifting from trees,
Images of happiness,
The endless hours.

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The Flare of A Star

A whisper, a word, a call from afar
Tenderness floods the bottomless heart;
Scars take flight and clamour to part,
Minutes quicken in the flare of a star.

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Reflections

Light painting patterns.
Flowers on the table.
Tea in hand,
Pages turning.
The prospect of joy.
Love waiting to be caught.
You. Only you.

Dark weaving shadows.
Moonlight beckons.
Silence floats,
Leaves falling.
The turning of pain.
Words scattered by touch.
You. Only you.

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Éclat

I love you for

Your éclat and élan,

Your sparkle and splendour,

Your panache and pizzazz.

I love you for

Your words and wit,

Your sorrow and surprise,

Your voice and uplift.

I love you for

Your beauty and more.

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A Rainy Day

A rainy day where silence prevails

Washed of beauty, stripped to the core,

I look up to the skies out of habit

And give thanks for all that has been.

It is good – resting in acceptance –

Knowing love’s tenacious roots

Flower through slabs of apathy.

Fierce are the words unspoken,

Memory is a redolent bouquet.

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Flow

When our silences
Fold into each other,
This is when
I am most content.
Only through touch
Can love be spent.

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If I Could

If I could reach the stars,
Grab a fistful
And give them to you,
I would.

If I could guide the sun
And make it shine
Upon you,
I would.

If I could charm the trees
And tell them to dance
As you walk pass,
I would.

If I could cajole the moon
To send you deep kisses
Steeped in red wine,
I would.

If I could entice the sea
To spell waves
In your name,
I would.

If I could be your duvet
And keep you
Warm at night,
I would.

If I could whisper these words
And make them
Sail across the sky,
I would.

If I could do all these things,
My heart would sing
And that would be grand,
It would.

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