Come sit with me,
Awhile,
Among the lilac castles of
Nightland Skies.
We may choose to sing
The wordless choruses
Of vixen and candle hymns.
Come sit with me,
Awhile,
Among the lilac castles of
Nightland Skies.
We may choose to sing
The wordless choruses
Of vixen and candle hymns.
I am truly cast down low,
The numbers prove it:
A friend is leaving: skies,
Though blue, are weeping.
But please …
Be still a while;
Listen, listen, listen …
Maybe I’m a little crazy, on
The outside of too much wine… Continue reading
Paused at the borders
Of a place
Named Evening:
Where day-long fog
Leaks from the spaces ‘tween
Bare-bone beeches,
Where the past and anthems
Are neither denied
Nor forgotten.
With a little luck,
Some patience and sweet time
We’ll reach Nightfall …
But let’s savour the wine,
Music and candles first eh?
13/12/2012
I am seeking
Adventure, mystery
In the shop of winds;
Using the door that
Can only be used only once –
Inspired by the majesty,
Attitude and power of
A rainbow in
Full flight.
Time’s blurred line,
Chocolate bubbles in
Rose-pink wine;
Tight-flame curls
And long-hot kisses.
Bells will ring
And angels sing
Before the year is done.
30/12/2011
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