Men Appreciation

On hearing your voice
I smiled in a way
that only you seem to bring out of me.

With a voice like dripping melted butterscotch
He breathes life into me, through fiber optics
Drowning me in, encasing me in amber glory
I am caught again, alive again, through him
I am flo…

Today there is an emptiness
and in that quiet place
I miss you

you are soft and tender when I need it
you are hard and passionate when I want it

In times my thoughts and feelings spin out of control,
I love you, want you and need you more than ever.
You know me, understand me, you listen to me,
you try to do me good.
Your words …

You say you are complicated and straining.

You know, most precious people can be straining, because they are the ones who help me bring out the best in me.
Yes, it is nerving sometimes, a…

Betrayed was my usual spot on smug
and found I a malt I want to but chug, before refilling glass
full again mug, take down again my gullet

He Knows my name !!!

that you are the epitome
of all loves desire achieved
and knowing that
I may have it not…..

tussled old hippie
bald and chubby in zen robes
retrieving my wine

Sometime in the middle of the night, he began
to wander in the big country, where the deep
space sky knows all about you but…

busy days working stock on hock
droving the long paddock route
whips and whistles yells and barks
oiled hat and coat is the suit

while up upon the trail the cloud comes rolling in
and brings the needed water to the slopes
collecting in the streams the rivers and the lakes
replenishing the land for all their hopes

With broken hearted tears in her eyes she sits with him smoothing her hands up his nose, over his head and down the back of his neck.

Dalton’s face became perfectly, transcendentally blank. He deftly plucked the fluttering cheque out of her bejewelled fingers, shifting his gaze slightly to take in young Jeffrey…

He had laughed at her puny indignation. The two-faced and many-headed were an occupational hazard, he said. They supplied him with movement and colour…

Today my oldest son Justin left for Job Core on the grey hound bus. He is going to Timber Lake in the Mt. Hood National forest in Oregon. This is him and me saying goodbye. First time for him…