Monday, April 30, 2018

ache


love is sustaining
love is fulfilling
loving is easy, they say
love is warmth and comfort
she cradles you as you sleep 

but love
which truly transforms you 

is love
which is a 
special kind of ache. 

Friday, April 13, 2018

will


a little leaf
peeking out
from the crack in the ground

wet, bent over
by the merciless rain 
a struggle
to survive 
bearing the weight 
of heavy, shiny droplets 

there's so much fight
left in it yet 

Sunday, April 08, 2018

i went for a walk today


i went for a walk today
before sunrise

i soaked in the slow spread 
of the golden-red
across the sky
like the first wash 
of a painting 

the lake gently nudged
its bank-dwellers awake

a flock of ducks 
took off one by one
skyward, in formation 

a black and white magpie
opened its wings, revealing  
a shimmery, deep blue 

a swan sailed silently
across the grey lake 
rippling the reflections 

its chick, hesitating at first
behind the tall fronds
stepped forwards

and plop, landed in the waters
following its mother
creating ripple inside ripple 

in a mesmerizing pattern 
which gradually subsided into 
a calm blue-grey

it was like  
like nothing ever happened 

until a goose, honking loudly
stepped into the water 
and splashed about wildly

another, and then another
joined in, and they raised their voices
in a deafening chorus 

a cousin flying overhead 
called out to them
one answered, the others followed

and suddenly they were all gone, 
just like that, and the lake's waters 
closed in again 

i went for a walk today 
and it reinforced what i've always suspected
that life is a poem
life is a song.