Imperfections

I get grumpy when I’m tired,

My bum is too big.

I have always hated my funny feet and my laugh just makes folk stare,

But despite all these imperfections,

I know you love me.

 

My nose is too straight,

My patience is somewhat lacking.

I can whine for Britain and my legs are just too stubby,

But despite all these imperfections,

I know you love me.

 

I’d love long lustrous hair,

My knees just aren’t attractive.

My sense of humour is twisted and my smile is just too wide,

But despite all these imperfections,

I know you love me.

Happy

In your strong arms,
I am loved.
My hand in yours,
I am safe.
Your lips on my neck,
I am cherished.
Your fingers on my skin,
I am soothed.
The smile in your eyes,
I am happy.

Falling

Falling, spinning,

Round and round,

No one to catch me,

Before hitting the ground.

 

Turning, twisting,

Down and down

Into the darkness,

I’m going to drown.

The return

They're back.
I hear them screaming, as I lie in my bed,
Tensed as I listen to them close by.

Then I wait.
I relax, as their screaching comes closer,
Calmed by their playful cry.

They are swifts.
Returned for the summer, I feel joyful,
Watching them wheel and race in the sky.

Touch

Your fingertips lightly brush my hand,
I smell the sweet warmth of your skin.
Your eyelashes whisper against my cheek,
Your breath hot on my neck.

Your arms fold me to you,
I feel your strength overwhelm me.
Your love floods through my veins,
Your energy infuses my body.

Your touch is electifying,
I feel the intensity of your emotion.
Your fingers entwine with mine,
Your eyes read my mind.

The Winter Light

Beautiful winter light,
Turning everything it touches golden.
Soft icy breeze,
Fluttering the leaves still clinging.

The tide is lapping,
Beginning to flood the sodden marshes.
At the edge,
Birds wadding and dotting inbetween waves.

Above distant trees,
Bright colours stripe into the sky.
The buzzard flies,
Swans gracefully arrive on the water.

The light fades,
Dark clouds are starting to gather.
The sun turns grey,
Weak, it's light hidden and dull.

The spit of rain,
Blown in a strengthening wind.
Birds quieten,
Darting for cover, hiding from the storm.

An arctic blast,
Tiny specks of snow aimlessly whirling.
The grip of winter,
As snow clouds bring a different light.

Top Speed

Taking a walk along the road,
The cool breeze freshens my skin.
Clouds skating past, golden sunlight flickers,
Catching on leaves, bright red, orange and yellow.

Cars go racing by, got to get there,
Got to get there now and fast!
Passing by life, rushing and missing,
Enclosed in a box, music blaring.

Strolling down the road,
A roe deer, silent and secretly,
Slips between the trees.
A buzzard gliding above the fields.

Van driver zooming past,
One eye on the clock, tick tock.
One hand on a sandwich,
Bite munch, slurp of drink.

Sauntering on, up the hill,
Birds twittering, chirping company.
Ruby berries on a holly bush,
Gobble, gulp, they're gone.