With the suns arrival
and the departure of the night
My body stirs…
It needs stuff.
Tea, strong and white,
Toast - blonde
Eggs, over easy
Painkillers by two
Happy pill by one
Stomach - there’s one for you too
Eyes - cleared
Skin - moisturised
A walk - Knee strapped
Cane - in hand
Sunglasses - prescription grade, on
Dog - ready
Let's do this day.
A short story composed without the assistance of the humble letter ‘A’
I slowly pulled my fingers through the golden flower. Intrigued, I noticed droplets of liquid forming on my fingertips. I stuffed my fingers into my mouth. The sweetness flowed over my tongue.
If this is how to survive in the bush, I think I will be fine.
Things took unlikely turns from this point. “Try this” my instructor grunted. He gently pulled white worms from the split bowl of the tree. My bowels fired. I’m not going to keep this down.
It got progressively worse. Things with legs, things without legs, more with legs, forced upon me.
But I survived!
My pride in completing the course is only outweighed by this complete conviction – If I lose myself in the bush, I will only ever consume the flowers.
Peggy-Sue got married. Not last year, because we were dating then. It wasn’t this Spring either, we were still together, even then. So here is Summer and I’m at the beach, trying to put sunscreen on my back. Peggy-Sue got married yesterday.
summer burns along my spine
‘til death, do us part
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Gently sleep tugs me
Into a late morning nap
Winter sun subdues
Make eye contact and say the words,
Let me see them fall from your lips.
Don’t send them along the copper cords
Or wirelessly send your sweetest quips –
Yours eyes say more than simple speech
Distance and time make the feeling leech.
Hold my hand and say you care.
Tell me again that I’m all you need.
I love the warmth you often share
And know this time my heart won’t bleed.
It’s when we touch, our spirits soar –
I feel it at my deepest core.
To keep our love that’s set in stone –
Let’s hold hands, not use the phone.