Forever.
spring grows
just four green things,
the bursting buds,the grass
the sparrows peck,the moss
stains to old trees,the love of each
first kiss

Daughter.
late mail
from distant lands,
the perfumed page, her joy
inside the words, the towns
along the way, the need to see
still more

Rear-view.
don't look
and yet you must
the smoking tyres,the calm
before the smash,the eyes
that stare you back,her pig-tail head's
first jolt

Beyond.
death brings
the last long sleep
the gentle pull,the breath
that leaves the room,the peace
the loss desires,the way to be
soon whole

Attic.
suns fade
the childhood things
the gingham dress,the hat
that names the school,the sash
the swimmer won,the music sheets
from class

Tourists.
the sounds
an island makes,
the swishing palms,the gulls
in fights for food,the rush
of curling waves,the laughs of two
out deep

Recalled.
in thoughts
the swaying swing,
the lighted porch,the smile
of the first kiss,the lives
we talked to share,her curls of hair
I smell

Town.
the birds
that peck at earth
the vacant street, the girl
who grooms her horse, the sun
on glints of cars,the scent of winds
passed here

Winters.
fogs have
their secret place,
the peeling shed, the rose
between the thorns, the shade
beside the path,the space that fills
old cars

Zoo.
past bars
apes grin,cuddle
their beg for nuts, the groom
for biting fleas,the chase
around the mates,the milk for one
new born

Party.
she gives
slow watchful eyes,
the contained smile,the blink
that knows your touch,the hair
in falls to hide,the clues to some
past hurt

Panther.
fierce brained
the steel green eyes
the pacing gait,the cage
around the stench, the snarl
between the teeth,the loss of all
you know