I am going to bed to feel cool cotton on my back
I am going to bed to fall fast asleep with my nose in a book
I am going to bed to wonder what trend not to follow
I am going to bed to plan out every tomorrow
Poetry?
I am going to bed (3)
I am going to bed to collect my thoughts
I am going to bed to smell the pines from this morning’s walk
I am going to bed to shape the pillow to my head
I am going to bed to breathe slowly and sweat
I am going to bed (2)
I am going to bed to remember
I am going to bed to forget
I am going to bed to smell the coffee
I am going to bed to gaze at the photo standing next to me
I am going to bed (1)
I am going to bed to eat biscuits, drink tea
I am going to bed to read well-translated poetry
I am going to bed to lie with clenched fists
I am going to bed to dream of a kiss
I was possible
I was possible before you. I was.
But now, now.
and then again to sleep
sleep
sleep
sleep
dream
sleep
sleep
shower
porridge
rainstorm
tea
tea
biscuit
tea perhaps
felafel
work then more
and more work
tea again
then goodbyes
rain so run to the bus stop
kitchen
salad ice cream
TV on the sofa
reading a short story
and then again to sleep
25 April
Parker’s Piece
green grass black shadows
head shoulders contrast outlined
till first clouds appear
your eyes are winter
your eyes are winter
winter blue in grey
yesterday they seemed the summer
golden sun that shone for me
but now your eyes are winter
Love, don’t ask
Love.
Don’t ask.
Why?
Why not?
Don’t tell me.
Love is in me.
Yours for me I hope.
Mine for you I know.
I hope.
I know.