takes a strong,
confident
hand

to lay down
dagger,

amongst other
flies to
the

causeless
fight-

rather we spark
a candle

and huddle
closer
for

today dies at
midnight.

****

work it out
you two,

we’ve got families
at home
too..

cough up the
keys-

everyone in this
cardboard
cage

is free to
leave,

straighten your
own knots-

you’ve made this
our problem
and it’s
not.

****

we can still joke
about and
play

it silly while
meeting
each

moment with
clarity
of

urgency,

fun is not so
different
from

purpose ‘cept
in eyes of
the

working
one,

to the other
work is
just..

fun.

****

a bright and inspired friday to everyone.

between waves
of wonder

i sink
to surface-

devouring stars
spitting

a string of lights
necklace,

it holds
my head afloat,

thus burdens
at rest-

a life preserver
in molten
moat

bobbing above
the abyss.

photo: Debbra Butson

at moment’s
peace

beneath star
splash

in quaint town
Pontypool-

where the moon
glows cool

and skies
hang
low
as

high clouds
roll..

down main
street-

while a leafy
breeze..

whispers me
to sleep,

In Pontypool

photo: Magda Ehlers

i’m not the
man’s

not completely
natural,

head’s not in
dirt where

the view’s
more comfortable,

i’m not that
girl’s

not completely of
this world-

hand’s not on
heart

..where it
would

feel
wonderful.