'With lilac rivers'-Silvina Ocampo

‘With lilac rivers’-Silvina Ocampo

‘Deepening petals’-Silvina Ocampo

The Graveyard

Ribbons in the graveyard

They look like silent lips

Gleaming teardrops

Much admired

A soft rabbit visited me

‘Roads with flocks of constellated eyes’-Silvina Ocampo

‘Your sky bathe me in pink light’-Silvino Ocampo

Neodream

‘like petals in the wind being spirit’-Silvino Ocampo

‘Bloody men are like bloody buses-

You wait for about a year

And as soon as one approaches your stop

Two or three others appear’-Wendy Cope

‘Send helpless love across the sky,

Knowing we’ll never meet again’-Wendy Cope

‘When snow like sheep lay in the fold’-Geoffrey Hill

‘South facing rooms to catch the sun on my face

At exactly the right moment to flatter and caress’-Susanne Holt

How far do your tears travel?

Down you face?

A stream?

The ocean?

The honey of the book

The epiphany is magic

As sensitive as I can be

I hold a butterfly

Rhyme is an echo

A perfect room

Attracts new world tourists like a magnet

Love

If I light up some fireworks

Will you know how to find me?

If I light a candle

Can I lead you home?

I can’t see any stars and I feel alone

Can I excite you and write a song?

Can I meet you at sunset

Hold both of your hands and face you perfect

How long am I going to be at sea?

I dream of dolphins swimming with me

Maybe I should lay down

With the starfish on the sea floor

Or find a ship wreck

When the breeze comes through the leaves like

Lots of diamond studs

Wonder in a poem

‘sapphire hair’

‘Like a goddess,the only one’-Egyptian poetry

Luscious love poetry

A little chivalry

Magical being BFG

Haiku means –awake to nature

‘Spontaneous me,Nature

The loving day,the mounting sun,

The friend I am happy with’-Walt Whitman

‘The apparition of these faces in the crowd,

Petals on a wet black bough’-Ezra Pound

‘A dark woman Lantern’-Anon

Metaphors

‘the sea is the eyelid of the shore’

Trusting the poem

Smelling memory

Burning wood,cotton sheets on the washing line,sun lotion

Tasting memory

Mum’s hotpot,unwell on the settee watching The Goonies

Smoothie in Cairns Australia

Seeing memory

Looking at him,watching a waterfall

Touching memory

The feel of mum’s home-made cotton dresses

The first time hands around my waist