This Time
With all the different lives you leadIt’s so difficult to get hold of you. That’s what parents do, I suppose;Chase youth until they run out of breath And grow old…. Continue Reading
With all the different lives you leadIt’s so difficult to get hold of you. That’s what parents do, I suppose;Chase youth until they run out of breath And grow old…. Continue Reading
There is an oddityIn you not being just one man’s museAny longer.I have heard the words and songsYour lover has written for you,And they are true. I could never hold… Continue Reading
Not a day seems to have passed sinceI last put pen to paper for you,For the passing of yet another year,For you growing beyond me,Past my understanding. February.It’s a month… Continue Reading
The sky looks further away through the camera, And smaller, Not endless like we expect it to be, And the moon looks tiny. The screen lies. When you listened to… Continue Reading
That night,Under the full moon,At the bottom of the garden,I toasted you with the last can of beer I had,You and your mother, already upstairs,You new, in the old basketNext… Continue Reading