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What about the letter, sent so it should never arrive? Coiled in an old Chardonay bottle and set free to sail the open seas.

In a second,
a million moments
away from here…

...when two hearts
beat, in tune
across the velvet night"

It was cold and dark. Lucy could smell damp fallen leaves. The wind whipped at her light gown and she felt dizzy as the stars whirled brightly above her in the night.

‘Ah’ said he, ‘dear little fishy from the deep deep sea..
come little beauty, shake yourself dry
and dance with me!’

I left you a message
on the shore
high on a wave of
pastel painted shells..

Far, far away
where the skies are
magical misted grey
in a lonely place
where the wind
whistles it’s own sweet tune

In the empty corners
of a dream
under silken web,
dust and folly
the
pale winter moon

Summer
is leaving
sweet perfume fading fast
her whispered song
in the music of birds
drifting & thready
she will not linger

Yes
sleeping
thats where I should be
instead
of dreaming
across
the empty night

For the life of me I can’t remember
the last words said
between you and I
your voice has faded
from my ears
but still I listen for your laugh

Where?
out there
in the world
does your heart live?

the music of the garden
It’s humming chorus,
a happy tune of life
from the sleepy
bumble
snoring in the sunflowers
to the sun-bleached cat
purring
watching
baby birds
chatter

The funny thing was, she couldn’t hear herself scream.

The late afternoon sun came streaming through rain dirty windows casting a wild pattern upon the wood floor.

a feathered opportunist
reflected
in the glass

Bookends,
a pair are we
solid wood carved elephants
a token of love
from a trip, deep sea

He never saw it coming. The finish. Silently, on secret wings the letter had arrived and shattered his world…

Laugh out loud
that my soul might
hear your music

To see your smile each day
is heaven