Evening Gown
July 13, 2009
Where would I take you,
on an evening such as this?
Much to casual.
Can I Spend The Night?
July 13, 2009
You and me at last.
So many lost memories.
Can I stay with you?
Wild Strawberries
July 13, 2009
Down a steep winding road,
filled with lose rocks and chalky dirt.
Each tired and carful step is perfectly planned.
All seems forgotten, as wild perfumes takes me away.
Away from the sticky air and stressful sunshine.
It Does Not Make Sense
June 30, 2009
It is hard to explain the wind in the trees and the sun on my face.
It is impossible to tell you how the birds sing and how the grass grows.
It is incomprehensible to say I want to love you.
It does not make sense.
In My Garden
June 19, 2009
A forsythia
to remind me how to love
in case I forget.
A weeping willow
company when sorrow breaks
a symbol of hope.
Blue forget me nots
the root of my exsistance
I will not forget.
9 Roberts Drive
June 19, 2009
When I was walking to 9 Roberts Drive on a summer evening,
that happened to be precisely on the 18th of June 2009.
I tasted cherry blossoms, lilac and forsythia that impregnated the air
with sweet rich hues of sensuous aromas.
I felt the sun caressing my face, accentuating the freckles on my nose.
I heard the wind, singing softly to children playing the day away.
As I arrived at 9 Roberts Drive, I realized I was smiling.
I was happy.
I am happy.
A Paper Haiku (Flimsy)
June 14, 2009
mindless paper dolls
traitorous paper people
they are all the same
Tearing Us Apart
June 14, 2009
24 Not a word not a sound.
Consideration.
22 A self centred act.
Humility.
20 . . .
17 Manipulation.
Reality.
Please Don’t
June 14, 2009
Red powder.
Blue powder.
White powder.
Please don’t.
Red liquid.
Blue liquid.
White liquid.
Please don’t.
Red candy.
Blue candy.
White candy.
Please don’t.
It’s Always The Hardest Part
June 14, 2009
In an old room with old paperbacks.
Thinking of old troubles and old memories.
Try letting go.
