there is so much
still
so much
if you hold my hand
we can learn together
Moments
in your eyes
in your eyes
I see stars
in the skies
nameless on the mountain
triumphant
all obstacles overcome
joy passion overflowing
but on the mountain
we have no name
I am not crying
I am not crying
I have rain in my eyes
And the rain is summer rain
The rain that nature lends
I am not crying
I have rain in my eyes
And the rain is the softest rain
That the autumn season sends
I am not crying
I have rain in my eyes
And the rain is winter rain
The rain that never ends
I am not crying
I have rain in my eyes
I have rain in my eyes
I’m perfection
Calum always put in an extra full stop. Or other punctuation so that his work was. Deliberately not perfect sometimes. He exaggerated.
Five sunflowers
five sunflowers in a lemon-yellow vase
cat tiger-striped on the rug in the sun
Sunday afternoon is easy
My dashboard lit up
My dashboard lit up
like a Christmas tree roadside
when my mechanic arrived.
Heron
silent sprung stillness
until the inevitable strike
vain struggle soon over
dinosaur feather-disguised
we flourished
we flourished in the sun
harvesting one another’s flowers
and now we feed tomorrow’s fields
masks
some hide smiles
some hide eyes
many tiny invisible lies
simonsalento 