almost there

not always easy to write up the poems that you have scribbled down. nor edit them [so apologies!] 

18/04/2015

Step outside and squint

Sun beams from a clear blue sky

I need it to reach my skin

So pale

Withdrawn

Hermit like

Always indoors

Seeing not feeling

The evening comes

I feel the last rays

Ebb and flow

Ebb and flow

19/04/2015

I saw your face today

Smiling, chatting away.

I dropped back in time

To days when that face was mine.

I knew every contour

Every wild hair

The twinkle in your eyes

When I was near.

You were the man of my dreams

My soulmate

My friend

My love.

At times we didn’t need to speak

To know we were near was enough

I saw your face today.

Smiling, chatting away

Not knowing I was looking on

My heart didn’t leap

Which felt really strange

It always had, back in the day.

The days of love now long gone

You were just a stranger

Chatting away,

With straggy grey hair.

I relaxed. I didn’t care.

20/04/2015

Icing on the cake

Bride and groom already gone off

To their pastures new

21/04/2015

I was ready.

A look in the mirror to double check

Check. Check

I grabbed my keys and took a deep breath.

In. Out.

It was now or never.

I pushed through the door

Familiar feelings from long ago.

People busy in their own space

Didn’t see me standing there

Surveying the place.

And so it began.

A gentle walk to warm up,

Then a hill and higher still.

The sweat was trickling down my face,

Sip some water:

It wasn’t a race.

Cross trainer called

It was soon too much.

The knee groaned and the hip yelled STOP!

I eased off and went to the weights,

Pushing knobs in

Pulling knobs out.

Breathing out.

Breathing in.

Crunches ended my new sin.

After a two year break,

I was back in the gym.

22/04/2015

Roll up, roll up for it’s soon May day,

a day of fun for families to be one.

Come along to the Village Green,

well, Headless Cross Orchard

to you and me.

Bring your scarecrow in Star Wars dress

and have it judged by the Mayor [or is it Mayoress?]

Come play on the human fruit machine,

all are welcome on the Village Green.

The stomp and pride of heavy horses,

Brass band playing through the orchard.

Eat your fill of soup and bread,

The Jedi’s are concocting a light sabre spread.

Buy some trinkets from the stalls around,

jams and chutneys and garlic pickle abound.

Paintings and home crafted object d’art

Whittling wood and even a tipple from a jar.

As you watch the ribbons weaving

around the Maypole with the sun gleaming.

Roll up, roll up, come and play,

May the fourth be with you for its May Day.

23/04/2015

Ribbons dangling free

Awaiting brownies to weave

May day tradition

24/04/3015

Feel your arm around me.

Comfort. Warmth.

Allow me safety as I sleep

to feel cherished,

drifting into the deep of sleep.

Protected from the wolf

that snarls at my door.

Protect me from the demon

that comes when I sleep,

that arm around me.

That slayer of the deep

battling my demons

only known when I am asleep.

Brandishing sword and

impenetrable guard.

Protector,

defender,

saviour of my peace.

25/04/2014

Earth’s destabilisation brings about destruction

In the most violent and tragic way; earthquake.

Buildings tumble crushing the innocent.

Buried beneath imploded structures.

Many survived, others entombed,

A crypt of holy bricks

Shrouded in dust.

26/04/2015

The mountain quivered on the edge

Over laden and burdened with snow and rocks

Dislodging climbers and sherpas alike

To tumble thousands of feet below.

There lies the bodies of the new

Cheek by jowl with the bodies of old.

Entombed in the snow.

We think of them now.