I’ll write a song called Virtuti
From all the words you’ve given me
I’ll pour them into rocks, like veins
And place them back from whence we came
And by the moon’s fair gravity
Your words will ring true from the sea
poems
Flutterby
I’ll write a song called Flutterby
With words that dip low, then swing high
Along a staff of golden rays,
Our clumsy cares will cast away
And when our timid souls take flight,
We’ll coast in the candescent light
I See Myself (4)
I see myself in every face
Each widened eye, each line of grace
Each unsure lip, each cheek of colour
As we are one, are we not the other?
Autonomy
Autonomy,
The very word bears energy,
Yet squandered on another’s dreams:
We must reclaim our destinies
Serendipity (4)
Serendipity
The very word, born of whimsy
Appears most preternaturally
Arrives before Time is ready
Serendipity (1)
Serendipity
The very word born of the sea
Has poured herself into my being
And guides by virtue of foreseeing
Equanimity
Equanimity
The very word, born of ‘to be’
Stymies egocentricity
And offers possibility
Absolute
You, You
Always you
My infinite
My absolute
Wait
The moon told me I should abate
Until you’re in your fullest state
For some times we must pause for Fate,
And I heard you’re worth the wait
Made
Could’ve sworn there was something
In the love we made
Could’ve sworn I touched a piece of you
Your body betrayed
But baby just won’t let me in
Sure, it’s a shame, sure is a sin
He’s been playing to lose, I’ve been betting to win
Baby just won’t let me in
And timing’s just a thing folks blame
When they are afraid
Now it’s time to make a call
Call a spade a spade
So far as the future goes,
Feelings always fade
Never held ’em up my sleeve
But he managed to evade
Baby just won’t let me in
Sure, it’s a shame, sure is a sin
He’s been playing to lose, I’ve been betting to win
Baby just won’t let me in
Love, it’s what burns up the stars
It’s what goes down in flames
Baby, least I took the chance
Least I played the game
malarky musings 