Lower the curtain on life Open the door to memory not unchanging, but over the years to whiter purity Time bleaches out hate, the bad the ordinary   From arms embracing to embrace of pine Loves enfolding never leaves even as you slipped from our grip   Enter stage right Exit stage left No audience, … Continue reading Bobbie


She says she doesn't want to lose me as if I can change it the hour and day writ from birth unchanging   What’s life? What is served to live another one, ten, fifty years what purpose promoted? Is the preservation of I so important? Seemingly hollow as someone said a waste of breath what … Continue reading Lose


Sitting. Waiting. Solitude. Encased, locked, released only by my hand, mine and only mine. Once perfect now scarred, scratched, dented. Used – and at times – abused. Her worn exterior speaks of bond and lasting beauty. Cold, wooden, lifeless at first. Slowly warming under my hand, flowing, stretching. In fading light through darkness, dying night … Continue reading Maton