October 11, 2012

 

 

They just did it, and did it,

and did it some more,

til it ran it’s course –

both knowing the score.

 

 

 

 

 

When the first flush of romance is over

and a platonic friendship ensues,

it’s often more powerful and stronger,

as to each other, for life, they fuse.

 

 

 

 

In our midst there are many in trouble,

disguising their sorrow in various ways.

Against the backdrop of day to day living

lies a rawness that lost love betrays.

 

 

 

 

 

The hostility of gnashing fangs,

as on a thread, their romance hangs.

 

 

October 7, 2012

 

 

One recalls

word for word

moments of tenderness

softly purred.

 

 

 

 

 

She did for Sidney what

she should na aughta,

and accepted readily

the gifts he bought her,

and all was well til the

wine turned to water.

What a valuable lesson

old Sidney taught her.

 

 

October 1, 2012

 

 

I love to cuddle up to your squashy bits

on a cold and wintry night.

True, a hot water bottle holds less

complications, but has lost it’s heat by

morning light.

 

 

 

 

Her misconstrued sense of loyalty

and his persuasive powers  became

a lethal mix.

The root of the problem needed analysis

and a miracle, paradoxical fix.

 

 

September 29, 2012

 

 

The Bakerloo Line,

the last place that

Gloria saw Ged.

Agreeing the match

was impossible,

they put their

experience to bed.

 

 

 

 

The completeness of the moment

with all it’s complexities

is worth a lifetime of sobriety.

 

 

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