Summer almost passed me by

Summer almost passed me by
Was here a few short days
Such lively beams she shone on me
Until we parted ways

So fleetingly she visited
That cold now fills my bones
Attention to me limited
By what she needs at home

I know my time will come again
When sunbeams shake off night
Revealing summer’s sustenance
And gift of loving light

No superheroes


The days now pass without much to define
All hope of progress halts, is now in doubt
When will it cease, this endless pause of time?
The stagnant wait is now what life’s about
We don our masks and faces disappear
No superheroes in this viral world
Fine particles are airborne, cause just fear
And added risk all wits will come unfurled
Hostilities and protests emanate
In city streets and on the internet
Tense waves of pain and tension escalate
Debates are full of ugly epithets
For humans to survive this dreaded scourge
We must unite or greater be the purge

Love song

I’ll take you with me in my pocket
Wrap you in a fluffy blanket
Spoon feed you a pot of junket
Lie you in a cosy casket
Love you with a golden trinket
Clear your way through spiky thicket
Serenade with shrieks of cricket
Catch the ball, defend your wicket
Paint your picket fence bright white,
in a blaze of blinding light —
I’ll simmer you a tender brisket
Fetched today from local market
Anything for you: just ask it
Let me take you in my basket


in the grass
lies skull of fox
and one of sheep
both climbed high
upon the hill
yet one climbed steep
and each decided
where to stop
and where to lie
upon the grass
and where they chose
they lay to die

it’s good to know
the shape and form
of one’s own skull
where side plates join
the ridge and crop
and where the rocks
stud growing grass
to know its hull
and sense its husk
its blackest holes
and highest peaks
from which to view
the fields below
where river runs
a squiggly line
that splits square fields
inscribes bleached hulls
bisects wild skulls