the last sin
  pale ashen sky
a bleary eye
clouds of recurring screams...
i am a zoo
  an octopus leviathan
tentacles into an ocean
of unformed emotions...
syphilis and love  
  syphilitic pall
stifles the clear blue
i contort...
shell and pearl
  amidst highs and lows
in life's ocean flows
a shell peony-mouthed...
i am an unmarried mother
  fed on stings
of barbed milk morality
my child-plankton...
the lovers
  cell upon cell
bridge of their union
hung on the pillars...
  ogre of age
and time cavil
at a warm picture...
the young today
  innocence thaws
at the altar
of ambition...


a gentle swish
of a golden feather
on her eyelids
and her eyes turn amber
the colour of fire
and earth a teardrop melts
into early morn dew
“i have three ears for your poem,
do write” she said

it all began as a conversation
as conversations go
lightly salted a bit tangy
and sweet
then somewhere a dream
tiptoed in riding the crest
on a moonlit night
and the scene shifted
to a pristine beach
where shooting stars
were prancing
in the cobalt blue
and in the distance
a lighthouse spread shine
the sand under their feet
felt warm-cold
as they traversed the shore
in a communion of souls
that converse
touch flirt connect heal rejuvenate
water music
he looked at her beautiful
mesmerising silhouette
reached to touch her
a hug was in order
and discovered
it was a dream
as real as dreams can be

he wonders however
what the stardust
scattered yet contained
was doing
on that pristine beach

a forever day in a forever dream

16 October 2006