come, say, leave
it would be different
if you knew
i was deaf.

stay, look, love
it would be the same
if i knew
all the reasons

How Odd

From the first time I saw you
I have sown seeds each day
and connected
the dots our way.

From the last time I saw you
I have dreamt of an elevator
hung midway waiting
for lights to go out.

Since then

Every time I have seen you
I have plucked out one key
from the piano I wrote songs for.
.....................................................................

To Lies

This intricate mesh
of patterns
and floral trails
silken wefts
of exquisite colour
now only paler

has forever hidden
the undyed brown warp
the vision sharp
the pleading eyes
the clear skies
and your deceit
the shock of a memory

and the story
of one weaver or many
who wove this lace
but in time
only dust
showed  face.

unknown land
be kind
find fire
find water
find food
make way
tell tales
find fairies
play wind
move feet
bring dreams
bring him back
home