I clamour here
staggering

under the chalk moon

remember when your words
pressed against my happiness

now its fingers on the temple
and the wind rising

the last entries
lost per centages
tallying

and ragged in the whole

The summer can bring back a memory

that our winters' antics made,

an ice-cream can cause a "brain-freeze"

even though we were searching for shade.

Life's seasons seem to cycle, that way

and each recollection can bring,

a bushel of bitter/sweet memories

that can cause our hearts to up, and sing!

It's funny how we can come across, sometimes

as not being easy to satisfy,

for, sometimes during a happy occasion

we might recall something that makes us cry.

The Moon pales
when I lift the veil
from your sparkling eyes
to read in them
the script of night
punctuated with
kisses soft and deep

The crickets pause
to listen to the secrets
whispered through your moans
while our shadows dance
upon rose pink walls
to the melody
of our ecstatic bows

The gentle beams
of a dawning day
stream on our crumpled sheets
you open your eyes
with parted lips
yearning:
"make love to me"

Two stripy kittens
Impatient for lunch
One was called Tabby the other was Munch.

Eagerly waiting
They both stood to beg
Loudly meowing and rubbing my leg.

Cute tiger Tabby
Flicking her tail
Attacked and swiped the poor ginger male.

His hair stood on end
He gave her a cuff
And said in a low voice “that’s quite enough”.

It’s time for dinner
There’s no time for play
His ears went back and he pushed her away.