"tides" (Entry 477)

tides rise and fall

but never turn -

just like you

will never learn

"Caught in A Courtyard" (Entry 379)

Taste the air. 

Sweet and hot. 

Jasmine caresses across the tongue. 

Sip espresso. 

Spice envelopes floral. 

Intoxicating embrace. Where I belong. 

Hugged in silk

By overstuffed cushions. 

Hiding the rough raffia chair. 

Verdigris dolphin dances,

On central fountain,

enjoying ecstasy without a care. 

Water joins in the game 

To leap beneath 

Hexagon bowl and beyond. 

To land on tiles,

Blue, white and gold,

Marbled marvelled inlaid on floor and pond.

Droplets hit mosaics,

Sizzle to steam,

Minuscule hiss lost under sound of crickets. 

Courtyard sand stone,

Hides the world,

To stay in here. What life, this is!

"Storm Slipped Sea" (Entry 333)

Sally forth. 

A surge of sail. 

STORM!

Shipwrecked.

Smashed, splintered, slumping. 

Soaked in sea. Unseen. 

Swam no more. Struggle. Too sore. 

Shore too far. 

Showered spread squall 'tis all. Slipped to sink. Sunk. Swell. 

Seep so deep. 

Simple search sought naught. 

Silent surf sleep. 

"I. Always." (Entry 299)

I exist,
Amongst the stars,
Soaring through bright blaze of nebula
Secret pockets of folded space.
Beyond the sight of telescope.

I am,
Within the earth.
Unseen fingers wriggle in claggy cold clay.
Invisible toes stretch in mossy peat,
Where the wild world grows.
Caress Earth's surface and feel her breathe.
Go deeper and entwine within her heartbeat.

I live,
In oceans,
in the deep to dwell,
then ride upon the blustered swell,
To land as dew upon a daisy petal
Kissed by fleeting butterfly’s hush.

I survive,
In the air,
Hear my choral rhapsody within the wind,
be carried as dust wherever it blows.

I am there,
Always,
Part of The Universe - my home.

"Let the Tide Wash Over" (Entry 257)

The current pulled.
Tugging at his arms,
while broken shopping trolleys and polluted reeds
grabbed and held his legs fast.
He stopped flaying,
giving up the fight,
instead to release -
to gulp in the rushing dirty water.
Gushing into his lungs
replacing where air once flowed.
The wrong substance to petrol his internal engine,
his body broke down,
as his mind calmed and
crystal sparkles filled his mind.
Then a smile in his rive grave.

"Fantasy's Rain" (Entry 254)

On and on, the cascade fell.
Upon dry land where goblins dwell.
A silver river burst its banks.
Filling acorns and crystal tanks.
Soon, it sated in morning glow.
To bring the sun and dawn's rainbow.

"Tub Soak" (Entry 232)

Bathe in the lap of china tub.
Soak and wash with salty rub.
Take your time, unstress and scrub.
This, the watery haven beyond the hubbub.

"Water's Wave" (Entry 225)

How do I begin?
A touch.
A stroke.
A sin.
Water waves across my skin.
To dive, delve, drive through and survive.
A crash of caress, the best to be alive.

"Power to the Shower" (Entry 222)

Oh, I wish, when I took a shower,
The water had a lot more power.
I want it to feel like tropic rain.
Instead it spits, in drops, what a pain!
I've known cat licks
Wetter than this.


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