1.
This spring is sliding
into squall
that mackerel sky
I drew last night
has puffed its clouds
with rain
the shadows creeping
from the wall
& I am cold & overdone
again.
2.
Silver night, new moon hollow
bull frog barks deep throat
owl flight moves towards
invisible.
Dreams have caught me in
their web of splendour
as night compels escape
& I am on the run once more.
3.
You promise me nothing
I am overjoyed:
you live in your bubble
& overly cry out for me:
You know it was meant
& somewhere deep
inside we are tied
across the mighty ocean
beneath the turquoise seas
I believe
I believe
you’ll reach out for me.
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