Sensing.Between sips of wineand slender white candlesthey sat at a windowsharing the momenta man with a womansensing closenesson the brink of somethin..
One More.Potence of natureas sunlight warms watershows swarms in shallowsof tadpoling lifeall writhing to alterwriggle for hopso limbs metamorphizetur..
First Flush.From her first flush Spring trumpetswith full-throated daffodil-goldher vibrant welcome to loversof April's effective proposalof making ne..
Knowingness.The soul does not sleep.What slumbers is knowingness.Awaking to better intentionsrevives stale relationships, re-wires old circuitsand enl..
Before.I have walked here before.When or how I do not know but the feelof this place,grass-edged and daisyed resonates deepwithin my core.I have lain ..
Summers Ago.Summers of larks bred sun-tornwilderness flowers all round my colourful home and scented dialect of childhoodstill utters recollections of..
Never.My dearest faraway lover,forget me not,but do as I and pepper theparting withspiced-up memories sweetwith stolen time.Re-call those late morning..
HappeningsGazing through shadow to uplitgreenI see sycamore's golden-glint shadeslose a few leaves in fate's wind-cruisespin to waterydisintegration,w..
Ponderings."Earth's vivacious multitudes have much to teachand we are but one design of thinking creatures."Who can imagine how stone feelsas it lies ..