Covered

Can I capture time? Trap moments in a bottle and seal with a golden cork. Oh my darling with your lips on mine and your hips so fine and your tender caresses and your kisses of wine.

Oh my darling I love you so, could you ever really know? Would you ever know the love that flows, a stream that drowns my fears, that washes my tears, that carries me to you again and again and again.

I drown in my sorrow. The emptiness that covers me in black. I’m left with a pitch of death and no escape. My soul screams for love. My soul screams for help. I cry for you, oh my darling, oh my love. Where are you?

An Hour or Few

What would it mean

To see my mother again?

To speak for just an hour or few

We could share so much of

What has been, the days of now

We could speak of how the world has changed

Lives since gone and lives now new

Her dogs and cat and partner ceased

Oh mom – our family, our home now gone.

Oh mom, I miss you oh so much

Every day, every year I miss your touch

A mother’s hand a gift so kind

To every child that’s born

To every heart that beats

Oh mom, I have my own children now

Your grandchildren you would love so much

Oh mom – how I wish!

For you to be here once more

To be here again for another

Hour or few.

Crown

I was born in days

When candy was exchanged for

A coin grasped tightly in my hand.

Technology was years away

From being in every home in every land.

I was born in days where I could cycle

To friends and to the park.

I was born when eagles soared the sky

And we could stay outdoors after dark.

I grew up with parents still alive

And their parents

And their parents too.

I grew up with a sister to hold my

Hand.

I grew up with a sun in the sky

And a moon after dark.

I’m all grown up now.

The same sun is beating down

And our moon –

Our moon still comforts as time delivers

A glowing silver crown.

Shapes

I cannot get the shape to fit, what am I doing wrong?

I press and push to no avail, it will not yield my touch.

Ponder, question, wonder why, how to bend the form to will?

It is not the shapes, my child, that need to change

They are set in shape and stone.

Take what you have, the clay and sand – and work the world around

Thoughts and hearts, minds and cares, and see the change abound.

One small piece, one at a time, build on solid ground.

And then one day, you will see, you will find –

The shapes all fit and beauty has been

Found.

Something New

Clouds will go

Clouds will come

Clouds will shadow

Clouds will rain.

There is nothing we need do

But to fall into the

Energy

That inspires us to change

Into something

New.

Virus

Walking down the narrow lanes

I try and find my way

The streets are bare

Nowhere’s here

I’m lost and gone astray

Just as I take a lowly step

I lose myself and trip

Bodies left right where they fell

The Virus won the day.

Frangipani

You

I wish I had the power

To be at peace today

I wish I’d never ever

Invited you to stay

I wish I’d never opened the

Door into my heart

For now my pain has surfaced –

It’s contents on display

Oh how I wish for love

A love so deep and true

Oh how I wish for love

How I wish for

You.

Emptiness

My emptiness is a step in space

I’m floating without anchor

Into the darkness of the void

I wish for you my love

Thar you may grab my hand

Yanking me back onto

You.

Alone, as I am, my heart sinks

Mother, I’m Waiting

My mother visited my dream last night

My child where have you been, she cried

“It was not me that went away,

I’m always waiting” – my soft reply.

My mother left, she flew from me

In the dark of night

Through a starry sky

Days have passed, years have too

I’ve waited waited waited

I’m waiting still

I’m waiting for my mother’s

Sweet return.