C & K

A Sea Pray

Lofty green-stained cliffs
rising up from the cold sea
Wind-swept and Foggy
A bonny girl calls the sea
Bring a man full of rare moss

nature’s harmony
musical notes from the plants
guided by the Bees

Each day, grey hair falls from
a place once full of colours.

I am reminded of invisibility,
the way I fade into the light.

Within the moon’s darkness
I become increasingly visible.

The garden knows who I am,
and a soft breeze touches me.

The moon and I, we made
a pact of sorts
within the depths of the night.

She, the moon
takes my invisibility from me,
for words with her.

Our discussion ends by the
movement of many clouds.

A breeze becomes a wind,
to accompany the thunder.

The fallen grey hairs begin
their journey into the night.

I enter the house of words,
to travel the colours of sleep.

When the grey of day arrives,
from the moon-lit night,
our words will carry me along.

Sweet memories of
of the rose-coloured past.
They became dead roses.

Take my broken heart,
place it within a pot plant
watch my heart blossom

Walking for the vibes
neighbours turn away from me
The vibes become mixed
Inverted cross on my tee
grey unbrushed hair on my head

Walking ten feet in nature,
deciding that exertion is overrated –
The neighbours look over.

Taking this waddle inside
to find the coffee plunger unclean –
The sponge is too much.

Water runs into the kettle,
the electricity switch provides vibes –
My cup is ready to receive.

the vibrant colours of the sky
several moods from sunrise to sunset

we watch the way clouds move
the coming of a storm brings excitement

you do not find joy in the sky
seeing no beauty through cataract eyes

The splendour of a sunrise
as Summer turns to Autumn.

We look to the quiet hills
and breathe in the morning air.

In our hearts, the rain falls low,
grieving for the unknown kids.

Their imagined grey faces,
shells of so many futures.

a distant glowing
an enchanted house nestled
within the old trees
a breeze moves the Tanzaku
Fireflies light the Furin way