Cloaked in the raw night air you came,
Stepping through the doorway of my day.
Who said to draw back the curtain, love,
And reveal how naked we lay ?
There is no right nor wrong to this,
The ebbing tides of such lust. Read more
The Old House
This tumble-down old house spoke to me
In the dark,
As I lay sleepless in my bed,
Listening to the silence.
Through the cracks in the windows and doors
Whistled the weeping of ghosts
Of generations of great-grandparents
And aunts and uncles
Who died in the bed where I lay. Read more
There are six words someone once said to me
That cling fast on my mind;
Whispered tenderly on warm breath in the night:-
“I hate you when you go…”
Beethoven had filled our hearts that night,
Music we had spoken of, and serious things
We’d laughed at. Read more
Do you remember holding my hand?
Thru’ our own dreamland,
Laughter playing in our eyes,
Love riding in the skies
And piercing our
Do you remember lying watching a
Do you remember crying when I said
Goodbye? Read more