When I am not here
When I am not here
Remember me eating the strawberries
And your laughing
Author: simonsalento
When I dream
When I dream
I dream of biscuits.
This may make me shallow
but that is OK.
Shallow as a saucer full of tea
to share with the ghost of the dog
that lives beneath the table.
KEEP YOUR SOCIAL DISTANCE
KEEP YOUR SOCIAL DISTANCE
in public at least
you are there
you are there in the silence between heartbeats
always there in the expectant peace between tide-driven waves
I see you there in the velvet spaces between the snow and the pines
I hear you there – as has often been heard – between the fading notes of birdsong
I know you there
I feel you there
and so
and so
you are always there
I hear you there
I hear you there
as has often been heard
between the fading notes of birdsong
I’m not afraid, he shouted
KEEP YOUR DISTANCE
he shouted
as though afraid I would hug or kiss or touch him
I’M NOT AFRAID
he shouted
I see you there
I see you there
in the velvet spaces
between the snow and pines
always there
always there
in the expectant peace
between tide-driven waves
you are there
you are there
in the silence
between heartbeats
How do I know
How do I know you are gone?
The basil is flowering.
