C and K Words

Train Ride Home

Passing verdant hills
Dreaming between the gum trees
Longing for a hug

A sweet-smelling scent
the beginnings of a sneeze
Too polite to turn away

Lush, cascading hair falling
pensive reflection in the window
Gorgeous amber silk skin

Her hair is a dream of my youth
I want to reach out and brush her hair
To remember my Mother’s love

A pretty young lady on the train
immersed within the mobile telephone
Yet thoughtful, regal, waiting

The scent of coffee
coffee cup meets frothy milk
Caressing my cup

Two dance amongst the flowers,
stepping small, soft, stately steps.

Touching fingers, nothing more;
lingering into the pastel sunset.

Two dance away to vanishment;
stepping softly into the starlight.

A gothic stare,
dark wild hair.

So lovely, fair,
a beautiful pair.

Hand in hand
dancing in finery
giddy from drink

Glitzy amber dim lights
full of love down below
and up in the heavens

The dancing intensifies
a quickening tempo
feeling like letting loose

Side-by-side dancing
around the room foot to foot
gesticulating wildly

A crystal locket,
found deep in the indigo
shrubs; so familiar.
Inside, a photo of a
woman who looks just like her.

Photographs line the computer screen
showing pictures
of living and dead people frozen in time.

Pausing to look at one image of us
together as children;
Pausing, taking in the years just passed.

Pressing mobile phone keys in horror;
It’s impossible to telephone you now,
as they have no phones in your heaven.

Perhaps thoughts of those roses or
a drink of tea will do to think about
the way you said my name to me
and the way you spoke so kindly.

Hair moving in the wind,
reminding me of the ocean waves.

Wild, dark hair moving, whipping and
lashing at her face, neck and body.

Ocean waves gather force,
reminding me of the storms and cyclones.

Wild eyes stare away,
lost in the ocean, seeking a lost lover.

Hair moving in the storm,
she fades into the saltwater spray.

Walking with the trees
Majestic redwoods hover
hiding their feelings
Shy at first, one starts talking
wisdom from the ancient ones