Tag Archives: Smile

A Gift

Bury the sublime
The unparalleled emotion
Of soaring freedom
All but ephemeral
In its addictive sweetness
Bury it deep
So as not to dwell
On what is no longer
Where it can be kept safe
Indebted to the universe
Our paths crossed
I can savour the all consuming joy
In a heartbeat
The connection never ceases
I soar in the sublime.


It makes me smile
Watching her wrap her hair around and around
A dread-lock bun all self contained
An amazing feat in her fairy wings and crown

It makes me smile
Her floating next to me playing chickoo
Someone pure of heart a hippie, don’t tell
A free spirit but only when the sea is blue

It makes me smile
To see her wearing an orange shiny skirt
It gives her an added feminine edge
From the usual sleeveless flannel shirt

She makes me smile
For all eternity



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A collective of poems and photos.

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