Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Salad



Slipping in the puddle on my way home,
I smiled, stood still, watched the imaginary tadpoles rush away from my sandals.
The rain smelt crunchy that day, but very unlike refrigeration.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Hibernation

How does one keep a dozing blog awake?

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Untitled

Reflective love
Always on the brink
Calm, smiling.
Testing.
Patience, love
Pools, glinting,
Reflective love.

Giving in,
Standing on the brink
yet giving in, wink
Brink, not now, now again
Blink, gone again
and back,
Reflective love.

Love, soft
patience, touching glass.
Clink.
Soft sounds on glass tips
Rim, smiling
rounded, glinting
Clink. Touch.
Yes, reflective.

You, more.
More.

Love. Reflective.