Archive for June, 2011

the river


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Sometimes a wrinkle is a river

and the eyes are the fountain

where  tears gather to stream

That is what wrinkles are for

I told my grandmother

And she agreed

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the old woman


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As the ferry left the cold harbour

She was still standing there on the quay

With her grey hair waving

And her hand shaking

Everything moving, still she was a rock

She didn’t want to go

Be a part of the boarding flock

Just to go to the mainlands hospital

For her funeral to be

She just stood there and waited

For her time to come

Silently

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Just another love song but one straight from the heart

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Give me one reason why you should love me

when all that I am is a mess

Tell me why  you are not running  away

or better yet, tell me not, more or less

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Tell me not why you should leave me

Tell me nothing I don’t want to know

You say I am the most beautiful

And I think that you must be blind

You say I am the one for you

And I think that you are too kind

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More or less a mess and loving you

More or less worthy of you

More or less and that is what we are dreaming of

Tell me we are not blinded

By love

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 dedicated to my husband, who doesn’t speak English 🙂

entry for thursdays rally

dog on the qui vive

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Just when the postman is about to deliver

the letter that could mean a lot

the dog hears a noise

and the dog makes the choice

for the letter

not  to matter

attacking while it falls on the mat

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So that is that,

and it is fine

job well done,

letter gone.

Important letters

Are not what matters

In the world of a qui vive canine

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Dance of the Northern light

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Lie me again of love and of light

So the night makes  sense to me

As tonight there is no night

And darkness won’t shelter me

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Love me again in a night of just verse

As tonight there is no night

This night the time is in converse

Lie me again of love and of light

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of dances of the  green Northern light

now darkness won’t shelter me

As tonight there is no night

Let  the night make sense to me

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Hold my hand

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Is it weird to ask you

although we don’t know each other very well

to hold my hand

for a moment

so I can feel

someone cares

someone is there with the same blood temperature

someone is not a cold fish

Thank you nurse.

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to do or not to do

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One foot out of bed and I ponder

Maybe it is better to stay

under the covers

investigating you

like the real bedroom sleuth

But my other foot already follows

and gone is the mood

I wonder what the rest of the day may be like

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