and the last thing
I recall seeing
is your lips
stained
with wine
blood
raining
from sky
before
you closed
my staring eye
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it’s late
the extended
summer’s evening
heavy with heat
and a hint of chill
is silent
but for a whisper
to faint to hear
but there
just there
murmuring
songs
in the memories
of long ago
tonight
it rains
a soft tap
on the tin roof
I remember
our feet
splashing a beat
in the rain puddles
oily rainbows
in the road
reflections
I miss you.
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Strange
how the unseasonal heat
makes my feet
tap
a red hot beat
curves galore
bouncing
in the sway
what magnificent
display
give me an encore
I’ll dance
some more
Picture: Renate van Nijen
Your island
once had power
the island
I need
is silent and free
of capitalistic need
it sings to me
in the language
of old
the one
trees
understand
and
World
taps
to its beat
once I dreamed
just washed hair
drying
the air
filled
with musk
and lemon
……
I wish you
can touch
my skin
wrapped
in a need
for you
but you
like me
are just
a dream
that
can’t be.
Then I woke up…
he came out of nowhere
and stayed 2 nights, only
2 nights
that lasted forever
fairy lights and candles
lit
in fine porcelain cups
our bedroll of blue and gold
on the big black tiled floor
and the rain
clinging
to the window pane
a three legged
black and white cat
sipping milk
from a pink
Royal Albert saucer
then my orders came
and he had to go home
the following year
a son was born.
