Tuesday, March 31, 2015

for PATTAYA TRADER 248 (E)

TURNING-TIME
Where the willows weep
by a lake so deep
the kingfishers dart.
From the water leap out -
to catch flies - the trout.
When it grows dark
it's the moths that wing
to twilight's twittering
from birds in the trees.
The sun having set,
the moon will reflect
in the lake, night's owl sees.

DIZZIED-BY-THE-BRIGHT-DANDY
The peacock spreads his fan.
Catches the eye of the peahen.
Ah what a dandy is he,
and light as her damn-feathers she.

SHIPS-THAT-PASS-IN-THE-NIGHTTIME
I can't settle for anchorage.
I'm like the dark night in passage
and you are that other ship.
We sail upon a sea of change.
We will pass again, within range
for my lips, girl, to meet your lips.

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