My Book "A Splash of Ink" is now available on Amazon in Kindle and Paperback formats (personally, I like the paperback version as eBooks don't format poetry very well - just being honest :-)
I wish to thank everyone for their continued support. Thank you!
Still wind on a summer’s eve,
drenched moonlit sleeves, like
spotlights on the side of walk;
lighting paths, which focus on our talks.
A step, a stretch, astride, straddling
discussions, unwilling to abide.
Normalcy, pleased and clipped, then
dipped in cosmic gin, expanding thoughts
releasing synergy, as planets of ideas align.
She curtsies and I bow, unsure of how,
but realizing the end is near, one foot off
the curb, a lip a curl and a sneer. But one thing
for sure is clear - the wit of her cynicism
has dipped her brow and beaten, questions
risen, claiming fowl - despite my claims
it was not a chicken, but a hen.
And so it goes, the walk was over,
the sky and moon have closed.
No more thoughts to buy or bid, and
then she said - good riddance
this is clearly - The End.
Because, no matter what I say,
I just can’t seem to win.
I thought a light simple poem, for a quiet day was in order. =================================================
If I marshal my lonely grief, will you not
surround me in your love - if this is not meant
to be, than bury me, bury me deeper than the
ground can see - as I no longer wish to be, nor
If I place my heart high upon a beacon, lift my
arms so you can see - will you look at me, will
you find me.
Shall I flap and beat my chest, so you can hear -
this is not done in jest! Perhaps, you only see
the fool, but I tell you now, I am different from
I have not jewels or palaces; I know not kings or
queens. But what I can promise you…is us [and me].