The country’s colours. Saltire. Tartan.
Surgical. Bananas. Edinburgh Spartans.
Superhero. Butterflies. Suns and moons rising.
Everybody staying safe, everyone still trying.
Poetry?
Lay your head
Lay your head on my chest and
listen
A second and a half is a long time between
beats
So many thoughts fly by before the
reassurance
But I am here
and will be here
counting out slow
eternity
with you
nearly completely
nearly completely
is how you described your love
nearly but not quite
light on two horizons
light on two horizons
days end as ours begins
the joy of being together
if there is a path
if there is a path
you are not the first
slip sideways between the trees
dare the unknown to do its worst
Today I am happy
Today I am happy for a number of reasons.
One: Lightning bolts do not always chase you.
Two: There are more than seven seas.
Three: You, my friend, exist.
blue pencil
blue pencil red pen
patrolling and controlling
long live erasers!
Clouds pile upon clouds
clouds pile upon clouds
early night before darkness
blurred thoughts of we two
shells
Michelle sold me shells
I kept them close to my heart
my knife was needed
Tea dance time
Sid faded away in tea dance time
slow
slow
then too soon
quick quick.
Foxtrot Oscar he used to say
when his knees would not lift him
and his eyes would sparkle.
Through the window
we would watch his face
and see the smile
as his left foot tapped out the rhythm.
One two three
one two three
one
and then no more.
Bet still held his hand
as she always had
from their very first dance with the carpets rolled back
and the piano in the corner.
One two three
she said.
One two three
again.
One.
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