sprinkle my ashes
where weeds in icy streamings flow
there is so much more to feel
Poetry?
they pulled off their shirts
they pulled off their shirts
the light through their chests shone dark
dreams slowly gathered
she must have been
she never told me
she loved me
she must have been better
than me
at keeping secrets
Can you keep a secret
Can you keep a secret,
tight-lipped, tight-tongued, tight-throated?
Can you keep a secret
with your life?
I can’t.
I blab when I know
I’m not meant to,
I tease and trail excitement
at far too soon a time.
Can you keep a secret?
I can’t.
The only way to keep me quiet
is to
I saw you and was conquered
I saw you
and was conquered
sand defences between the tidelines
inevitably washed away
the guilty moon reflected
on the convex waves
the concaves between each hinting trouble
foam on the beach my and their undoing
castles on the cliff edge
slipped to nothing
I saw you
and was conquered
Five sunflowers
five sunflowers in a lemon-yellow vase
cat tiger-striped on the rug in the sun
Sunday afternoon is easy
Broken down
broken down at the side of the road
impatience, frustrations bubble
the butterfly does not notice

we flourished
we flourished in the sun
harvesting one another’s flowers
and now we feed tomorrow’s fields
your mask hides
your mask hides your smile
but still how I’m struck
to see your eyes laughing
anniversary
We have been together for longer than we haven’t.
Do you remember that day, that beer in the village,
that evening, that night?
Do you remember? I do.
And yes, life has changed,
life has definitely changed us,
life has of course green splintered and mended,
yes to all of those things, yes of course.
But still when I see you,
my eyes open or closed tight,
still when I see you I remember that evening,
the evening when the shadows were gone.