27.04.10

today was the day
golden warmth whispered through the grey city
and vibrancy walked the streets

blossomed

cherry blossoms drop their petals on my doorstep
the street lined with spring snow
i want to cut my hair
i remember the smell of yours
the locks washed only with water
the smell of bark lingers on the lungs
i pull the gray hairs out but they keep coming back
i brush all the locks out and say every week i am going to the hairdresser
but cannot and drop a cherry

Postman John- not Pat (18.11.38)

You didn't have a black n white cat or a red van
YOU are australian...
The relative of a FREEMAN who walked from house to house to deliver the mail with his trolley not behind but proudly in front.
Now there are no more personal deliveries
Your kindness and jolly behaviour has gone to rest.
But the infatuated feelings you had with bonfires,aliens and books over cups of teas in Sydenham became alight in my mind. You were not a pyromaniac but a controlled soul of the inner fire.. always respondent to a need for discovery, a discovery we also found.
you delivered.

Building Blocks

sometimes the building block has been cut differently and does not fit within the set however it reveals solidarity, it finds another way and own connections amongst them, even with the one they were once upon a time made for. niches are discovered.

verdejo with a zingara

i want it to be a lilac post; we drink the wine we are friends maybe

To My Nana

the woman i have always known to be the strength
i recall so many wonderful memories
days spent in magical parks or the world of fishing,
the cousins always being one with the young uncles;
i look at you and every day i can sit lucky to be a present in this world
I LOVE YOU! 75 xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

we arrive and we realise we are special
there is not a war/word or a sound other than peacefulness.
a problem, is my problem to be no problem.
i sit in the bath waiting for the train to arrive