City Music

The beat of someone’s drum,
pounding for pennies
merged with the tapping
of one thousand shoes,
and colourful faces
became an undulating ribbon
crossing my vision, and,
Ads flashed their plastic message:
Perfect partner, perfect place, perfect peace.
But I wasn’t fooled.
I just enjoyed the glory
of all the finely faulted faces
and smiled when a yelling toddler
kept the swaying tube carriage awake
and ringing with life.

Seagull Sunrise

For us in the valley the sun had set
But then across the clear pale sky
Silently glided like taut bows
The wings of seagulls
Lit as moons by a sun
We could not see.

Puppy Love

Her jewel eyes gazed
with heart straining love
—my heart melted—
it spilled all over the floor
she lapped it up
and wagged her tail for more!