A day at the sea, looking out towards Albania

sea horizon breaks
rose sun above snowed mountains
warms powder white sand

midday sun scorching
a monotony of waves
in shade sleep and dream

last swim draws shivers
last light falls behind the pines
love slowly sinking

Black figs

black figs have fallen
dusty air smells of fennel
sweet late summer thoughts

fingertips; your lips
slowly waking to moonlight
my lips; fingertips

early dark evening
lowering sky autumn chill
summer is over

Don’t like poetry?
Why don’t you take a haiku?
It’s easy enough.

If your love for me were a stone, what size would it be?
It would dam any river till the water broke banks, hold our house solid forever.

Blue sea frothing white
Silver flashes in cold air
Barracuda teeth

People shouting roses
Fists in anger, hearts in love
Calling for the change to come

Cheese shop window cat
Seagull versus hermit crab
Skiffs pull through the tide

Siesta breakfast
Cool fresh fruit on hot-slept sheets
Life awakes again