So much colour
in the way
the sky
and
the sea collide.
Colours bleeding
together
in harmony
and
understanding.
So much chaos
in the colour
as no
canvas
is simple.

Poetry | Stories | Photography
So much colour
in the way
the sky
and
the sea collide.
Colours bleeding
together
in harmony
and
understanding.
So much chaos
in the colour
as no
canvas
is simple.

Ruined by the way he smells,
it’s been almost twenty-two years.
Still, I am ruined by his smell;
a soul forever close to my own.
Rain and hail batter the roof,
wild winds whip the valley to and fro
as thunderous heavens release.
Grey skies dry their sorrowful eyes,
clouds feel empty and light,
and the sun peeks out to shine bright,
releasing sunshine after the storm.
Moving into the night,
looking to the light of the moon.
Many colours the sky,
luminous copper pink seawater.
Missing your warmth,
listening to the waves we loved.
Magical sea like stars,
lights connect our sea and sky.

Flickering sea colours
Soft phosphorescent flickering, sea colours rise into the night.
Illuminous coral colours
Heavy, subdued, luminous waves of sea colours wash across the city.
Melting sea colours
Light meets dark between the city and the night.

Standing under the sky
with you by my side.
The stars dance for us;
everything’s in motion.
Someone will promise
you everything desired.
I promise you nothing
in this moment in time.
We know not when the
hour will strike us down,
so I stand beside you.
The fading brilliance
of your brief sunlit kisses,
bright scars in the sun.

You keep looking at me,
yet you cannot see it all.
There are holes in my heart and
voices of my ghosts in my head.
Feelings today may swish and
sway as feelings change often.
All I have is my love for you
and
my many poetic confessions
received
like falling snow.
History in an image,
the past, present and future.
Sky colours moving,
colours swirling through us.
A story unfinished,
to rewrite the story of love.
His story moves in,
a story of the moving sea.
Sky and sea together,
you are so far away now.

Bechamel whiskers
caught with Lasagna on a paw
My Fern upended
a look of innocence with the Lasagna
Posing for a photo
creating a model from an image
Artistic inspiration
Morose, for this was all done before