C & K

Rebellious Eating

beer in the garden
cake for breakfast with coffee
wine in the work mug
all the rules must be broken
cheese and crackers just in case

Oh, my beat-up heart
She tests me at every turn
sass on steroids, this one

always bossing me about
while looking at other men
never enough jewels

Oh, but I love her so much
The rare tender moments
I’m the luckiest bloke

Within the grey day of solitude,
they walked through the cemetery.

Carefully walking around the dead,
respectfully contemplative.

An angel carved from stone sits still,
head bowed in the sorrows.

Withstanding the seasons for her,
the sleeping child within.

The maddening grey
You, conjuring memories
The charm bracelet sways
Lightning strikes the ancient tree
The thundering rain soaks you

She is walking with me
a bad-tempered girl with a scowl
The mirror tells a lie

No heat on at night
the cold crisp covers caress you.

Positioned for sleep
the cat positions herself near your leg.

Waking at three am
the pain of a numb leg and the great urge.

Wobbling in the dark
almost falling into the toilet darkness.

Coming back to bed
The mischief begins

a blooming flower
The Bee hums towards tasty
lost in the nectar

deciduous heart
like the elm tree losing leaves
a heart made for Spring

turn towards the sea
away from the proposal
a sapphire promise
calling for the one you love
walk into the saltwater

The Wind and Sleet come
Water on the Windscreens and
the Windows of Home
Sparrows on the bare branches
Lost to the rain and the Wind