Reflections

DEATH BY MOONLIGHT

Shivering trees

Pretty in sunlight

Shed their leaves

Dead by moonlight

snowy cabin in woods

EBONY AND IVORY

Flanked by pine trees

streaked in ivy

smoky chimney

snowy roof

A hidden cabin

in the woods

A broken door

creaking with age

floorboards squeaking

underfoot

An empty room

filled with heat

Flames lick the air

dance on the logs

small and crooked

in the hearth

A stone fireplace

next to me.

Bathed in firelight

asleep together

an ebony girl

and ivory boy.

A young couple

much in love

Small and crooked

creaking with age

floorboards squeaking

underfoot.

A vagabond

filled with hope.

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WHY MUST I DIE

Bent naked, frozen stiff,

boughs splayed as if

asking, why must I die?

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FOOTFALLS IN THE SNOW

Footfalls in the snow

on the path and out the gate

in the street and far away

no more love

no more hate

THE FROSTED WINDOW

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Frosted window

Turns to grey

Another day

Fades like embers

Flintstone mantel

Scarred with cracks

And weeping wax

Falls in the fire

A floorboard creaks

Bent and broken

Words not spoken

Hushed by love

Five past midnight

Exchange of rings

As a choir sings

Silent Night

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THE MAN OUTSIDE IS SOBBING

 Wind howls, rattles the window

shakes the house

blows down the chimney

coals throb red,

and glow.

The man outside

is sobbing

Who are you? Why should I care?

go away,

you’re not wanted here

where it’s warm

and snug.

The man outside

is sobbing

Have pity on this poor wretch

who’s guilty

of what you do now,

and regrets

it so

I am outside

and sobbing

THE VOYAGE TO GOD

Fare thee well, John McCann

who didn’t know how to sail

Hasta Luego, Joan Bertran

who’s stuck in a foreign jail

Auf wiedersehen, Frau Heidi

who had an elephant touch

Arrividerci, señor Capaldi

who liked his wine too much

Adieu, Jean Claude,

who was criminally insane

Now I sail alone to God

and He will be my captain.

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RUINED PLANS

The storm came without warning

painted Jaca in grey

rain fell and a gale blew

ruining our plans for that day

STORM

Clouds weep

thunder roars

scared sheep

farm chores

I CAME TO BRING YOU FLOWERS

I came to bring you flowers

Sing a song in the wee hours

 Now you’ll never know

That I loved you so

Bright flash

gale blows

trees crash

last throes

Night sleeps

day wakes

child weeps

death takes

Antonio Canova’s statue Psyche Revived by Cupid’s Kiss, first commissioned in 1787 represents the god Cupid after awakening the lifeless Psyche with a kiss. Their feelings for one another shows in their body language. Has a kiss ever left you feeling the same way?

A kiss

Awakes

Her love

And his

Like Wordsworth I wandered lonely as a cloud in the Spanish Pyrenees and came across this babbling stream.  It’s winter and icicles have formed on the grass and knots on the tree trunk. The fresh air and ambience cleansed my mind, leaving it open for fresh ideas. This little corner of paradise, this Garden of Eden, is far, far away from the concrete jungles of claustrophobic cities. How often we forget that this was what it was like many years ago when fewer people inhabited the earth. And it’s free to visit, yes free. But I won’t tell you exactly where it is – two’s a crowd.

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