Timing

Free verse

I’m ready to know you
now

all set to hear
those Catalina Tales
Grantchester refrains
reverberating Tubular Bells

I’d give fair welcome now
to your exhortations
to crackle the pork
fierce
and to not (please)
slam the door

eyes often blinking
for that (frankly ridiculous)
pork-pie hat
worn blithe brio
in your Fenland garden shed

my fingers are greening,
poised to learn your
potting lexicon:
lobelia or nasturtium
nudging pendulous
fuchsia?

Face turning late towards the sun,

I’m ready
now.

Reviews

[.n.]

Becky this is such a moving piece, I still think of this one from time to time since I first read it. So hard to miss those moments...love this one.

[Chris]

"Whispers on the wind..."

Chris