Colours of life

 

first flakes of snow

cling to leaves of red

tis a warning 

of winter soon to arrive,

for now I smile at the colours

the colours of life,

then soon sadness will descent

when colours fade into death

Field of Stars

 

I relish in their lights

this night of chill.

Oliver Schroer is reverberating

through my home

capturing the wonderment

of celestial life.

I miss our missives,

as I do so many lost friends

but the chorus of his violin

from an ancient sanctuary

provides me solace...

Shall we dance...

 

Shall we dance

you and I.

I see your

sideways glances

when we pass.

With lowered eyes,

are you reflecting

when we share

thoughts of life;

are you reflecting

on what could be

a peaceful life;

are you reflecting

on the now, the future,

our lives together.

You’ve made

your intentions known

and yet I waver,

are they for me

or an excuse

validating your

leaving someone else

for reasons known

only to yourself.

Shall we dance

you and I,

Shall we dance...