Memorial

We remember the beach

The wind

Stole our umbrella

Our hair was painted red

It flew

Like a bird

In full flight

We have been

Stuck in this trailer

Sucking poison

For far too long

We look up to the sky

Say a prayer

It is time to leave 

The bunker

It is time to start dreaming again

Create a new memorial 

One that is not heavy 

Like thunder clouds 

Alice claps her hands

Enough is enough

She whispers

And I listen

We will take

Each day as it comes

Hope for the best

And worship 

The day

Our memories

Sustain us

In that we must believe.

The Point

We are stalled at the 

Doctor's office

What's the point 

Asks Alice

The sun is rising

I am studying 

Her face

Last night there

Was a Spanish moon

The sea was calm

The ferries drifted

The owls flew

Spread the prophecy

We barely noticed

How deep 

Our thoughts

Ran

Perhaps we will find out

What is wrong

What is right 

I whisper in the quiet room

There is always a point

Sometimes it is 

Invisible

Hard to fathom

She rests her head

On my shoulder

I stroke her hair

And brush her cheeks

Hoping for an answer.

Birthday

The black cat

Looks in the window

Its' reflection is white

Like a magical dream 

We are Gemini

Twins

Moonbeams dancing

Together in the sky

All purple and orange swirls

We ride ponies in

Our dreams

The wind

Lifts our hair

The horses nuzzle

Each other

At the end of the ride

A conclusion

Like a marriage 

Exciting and new

We walk in the morning

Barefoot and happy

As content as leopards

Lapping up cool

River water

She claps her hands in glee

Perhaps there will be cakes

And candles

Almost certainly 

I say

It is funny how we grow old

But somehow stay the same

A magical dream 

We agree.

Practicing

The stars haunt

The castle walls

The meaning of the galaxy

Eludes us

We are practicing our words

Looking in the mirror

Clouded sight

A glaucoma of the soul

Our irises

Are jet black

Like coal

We are blinded by the light

The cattle

Shuffle in the field

Across the hill 

We have been rattling

Around these halls

For far too many days

Morning comes

As does night

We drift in and out

Of sleep 

Giddy and intoxicated

Life is a game

She claps her hands

I wonder if we will win

Tea will be served

Cake will be eaten

Potions drank

Time takes practice  

We hold it in our hands

Like a dream

Or a nightmare

She points to the brightest star

And for one simple moment

We shine. 

Seaside

The boat struggles 

In the fog

We are watching

From the shore

The mountains 

And the car

Slowly rusting 

Under the waves

The seagull hunts for food

The storm has 

Gathered up flotsam 

And jetsam

Pieces of fish

Embedded in the ships' knots 

We would like to sail away

As the sun rises

We place a paper 

Model in an empty bottle

A boat with sails

One which would 

Carry us to distant shores

We lick the salt off of 

Our lips

Happy to be at the seaside

Out of our room

And the nightmares

That chase us

The waves 

Lull us into a trance

For one magical moment

We are at the seaside

What is meant to be.

Do/Do Not

We open our mouths

And sniff the mountain air

Rainwater drips 

From our shoulders 

Like dead leaves 

The water falls so hard

It glitters

We gather up our clothes

And run

We do not escape

The poison

It is a well worn path

Shiny cobble stones

Worn down

By ancient feet 

Perhaps we are like ducks

She squeals

Flowing on the outside

Chaos down below

There are so many things 

We could do 

But we always get lost 

In do not

I would like to eat

Mangoes in the sun

She claps her hands

As if it is an impossible dream

The air and rain

Absorb us

We huddle up together

And put all our

Troubles away.

Play Ground

Alice shrieks with delight

We are riding the ghost train

After dark

Our memories are in

Black and white

Our hearts pound

And our mouths fall open

It is a long way past

Being curled up

Fetal 

In our little nest

We send the broken dolly

Down the slide

Think of mother

Think of hot days

When the metal 

Burnt our skin

Did we enjoy it

Were we confused 

By pleasure and pain

Even back then

In the future 

We would like colour

The sun and wind

To paint our hair

We smile

Hand in hand

We leave the play ground

Grateful for another day. 

Mastery

We keep the flame alive

On our round table 

It is a measure of time

She gives me her blue dress

And laughs 

We wander

Like a stray dog

We have learnt

Nothing today

We run

Up stream

Against mastery 

Perhaps there will be a tea party

Or a pipe

It hurts to breathe

It hurts to dream

So many days

Lost in thought 

We dare not close our eyes

We dare not blink

It is all just a story

She whispers

One with a beginning

And an end

It is the middle 

We stumble on 

The candle flickers

And sways

We get lost in the orange flame

Rest our head upon our hands

On the table is a feast

We leave it untouched

Golden.