June Brides

That time of the year

Whether summer or winter

Beautiful June brides

Apologetic Flowers

Outside the station
Apologetic flowers
Wilting in the sun
Carried by a big strong man
I’m thinking, “What has he done?”

They Sat on the Beach

They sat on the beach
Watching the tide coming in
With frost on the sand
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Yes. This is the voice of experience!

You, Here

You here by my side,
Holding hands, watching the tide,
What more could I want.

Your Look

Your look that tells me
You will be mine forever.
How could I leave you?

Speak To Me

Speak to me;
Speak with words that burn
With the fire of love
Casting shadows from deep within.

Speak words that tear at heart strings
To bind them up again,
At one with the kindred spirit
Beating deep inside this lonely soul.

Speak with words
That only you and I can understand;
That tell our story
In shades and colours all sublime.

Speak to me;
Tell me that our love is true;
That nothing can or ever will
Come between us.

Speak to me
With words that draw us close together
In bonds unbreakable
That others cannot comprehend.

Speak to me;
And tell me why you love so strongly,
As I do.
And I will speak to you.

Shades of Love

Colours of sunrise

Are pale in comparison

With your loveliness

Sitting in Silence

Sitting in silence,

Just us two; children in bed.

Peace reigning at last.

Walk With Me

Take my hand.
Walk with me along life’s path,
Through fields of grazing sheep,
Toward the summit’s splendour.

Loaded down with picnic hamper;
Basket full of snacks and treats
That we can share along life’s way;
Our onward, upward hike.

Rest for lunch upon the peak;
Gaze out from the summit,
As far as eyes can see,
And look toward our future.

Wait until the crowds have gone;
The tourist walkers leave;
Then you and I shall rest, alone,
In private solitude.

Our peaceful idyll,
Under bright blue skies
With dappled shade from clouds on high,
Calms our troubled hearts.

You and I, finding peace,
Sitting, resting, talking, thinking,
Of philosophy and poetry,
Of life, and what we’ve made it.

Descend as evening starts to fall,
With shadows growing longer.
Walk with me, along life’s path,
And conquer hills together.

She Sleeps

She sleeps,
Drifting on through her dreams
Of lives that could have been,
Places she could have seen.

She sleeps.
Visions of the night-time
Blending subconscious thoughts
Into reality.

She sleeps,
Restless, as the views change
From what she knows is true
To scenes filled with wonder.

She sleeps,
Yet listens for the cries
Of children in the night,
In case they need comfort.

She sleeps.
Moon drifts across the sky,
Passing by her window,
Shining into her dreams.

She sleeps,
Gentle breathing signals
Pause for deeper slumber;
Needed for well-being.

She sleeps,
The worries of the day,
Laid to rest with the stars,
Resolved, effortlessly.

She sleeps,
Stirs, as dawn is breaking,
Knowing the new day brings
Its worries and trials.

She sleeps,
Gains energy to face
The day’s anxieties
With grace and dignity.

She sleeps,
Yet still she feels his arm
Curling close around her;
Draws them ever closer.

She wakes,
And lies there to enjoy
The warmth of his body
As his embrace tightens.

She sighs,
Contented with her life;
A life that never seems
The same as in her dreams.