Poem: Comfort Zone

She snuggles up beside me
The log fire is burning bright
I whisper that I love her
We’re settled for the night

The music plays quite softly
Our glasses both half full
Her head it rests upon me
Warmed by old lamb’s wool

Love is
Love is
Love is
Love is just a pretext for a better place to be

A fox slides through the hedgerow
The owl hoots a new refrain
The wind it howls outrageous
And suggests a chance of rain

The new moon casts mad shadows
Across the placid pond
The air it is enchanted
From the doorstep and beyond

Love is
Love is
Love is
Love is just a pretext for a better place to be

A half familiar chord change
A riff that sounds so blue
Old folk music fills the air
It was made for me and you

You searched for love eternal
So tell me what you found
A passage of lost time
Now we are homeward bound

Love is
Love is
Love is
Love is just a pretext for a better place to be

Poem: Depression

The black veil advances
Cutting out the light
The smoke of day draws in
Dimming all in sight
The blanket haze envelops
Blurring edges of my plight
Dim memories are created
Nothing now seems right
Dark forces are advancing
Forcing hope to flight
The wind howls like a hammer
Who can resist its might?
The emptiness inside me
As the day it turns to night

Poem: Nothing Happens

The cold blushes
Blue
The merciless east wind
Chills
Eyes wide on this isolated
Cliff
Confusing memories of past
Battles
Stunned by the still silence
Alone
Gulls swoop and squawk like
Ghosts
Addled senses and bones now
Ache
Twitching feet on the muddy
Turf
Dull rumours of another
Place
Behind the idling car does
Wait
Beneath the cold grey
Sea
Beyond a moments’ choice
Jump
To roll in pain on
Rocks
Or retreat sanely
Home
To write once more of
Life