Left over drops from last night's rain
hesitantly release from bare twigs
slowly beating a random refrain
on my hat which shelters naught but sprigs
in a wind from frigid northern lands.

Carefully I place my feet
on this hillside drenched and slick.
I pause, considering retreat
as far above the bare limbs click
beneath the fleeing storm clouds' bands.

Bubbles in my head. make feet tap again
before they go cold, like stories untold,
like my sparrow's feet, at your cabin door.

Hoping you'll follow,
the trail before it fades,
like the candle I left, by your door step.

Come. find me in the wild,
stoking for us a fire,
where waiting for you, doesn't tire.

If the candles get doused,
by a fateful wind,
don't let the cinders turn to ash.

Each Christmas Eve.
I will knock on your cabin door,
lighting more candles, in belief_

Yesterday, it was work, eat, drink, and be merry
Buy that, buy those-- and then sleep

Today, it’s more work, more eat, more drink, and be merrier
Buy more of that, buy more of those—then sleep again

Tomorrow, it’ll be much more work, eat, drink and be the merriest
Buy all of that; buy all of those— then have more sleep

Is all this life has to offer to us?
Is this why we are here on this world,
To satisfy our insatiable selves?

You are the life
a seed
which only
does humour breed
I will also a poem seed

Love to participate only
like the winter’s breeze
slaps me hard
coz they all call this oldie
nearing eighty
a young bard

some mistook me
to be a woman
could I a female
in male garb be

then you greater poets will say

SHOW
DON'T TELL
LOL

Stan it's been a wonder
reading ye
let WINTRY DECEMBER
like snow cum and go
you blow
what!!!!
man
your NOSE

I gazed at the hole
Deep in the ground
End so unclear
Yet secrets to be found

I inch closer
Curiosity,peering near
Longing uncover what lies beneath
Answers so unclear

Nosiness got the best of me
I tripped over my mind
Into the hole I fell
Answers soon to find

But I never hit the bottom
For enternity I fell
A never ending spiral
Yet enchanting like a spell

And as I peered below me
Amazement I did find
For beneath me
My reflect did hide

SEASON OF MIRACLES

Introspection fills my mind
on my walk from woods to home this eve
of all the loved ones left behind
leaving me alone to grieve.

Stars appear slowly one by one
I hunch my shoulders from the cold,
another day now come and gone
as both the year and I grow old.

I turn left when I reach the road
my staff resounds on asphalt street
on the final stretch to my abode,
a course I so often repeat.

ladybug on my bed,
her body orange black polka dots,
her white eyes watching me.

ladybug where did you come from,
it's wintertime outside,
four nights in a row you're on my bed.

first night, you crawled on my forehead
second night, you crawled on my hairline
third night you bit me, I find you on my bed

fourth night i saw crawling on my bed,
finally I see you, out the door you go.

let me enter nor rhyme to reason
its the changing of the season
proud to encounter drawer or the counter
music dear ash get a free pass;
time is for funny bring home the money
love is a strict thing play with my ding a ling
foster an encounter frig or the counter

she passes through the even groove
lay hold of the fountain
drive the magic mountain;
money for reason changing of the season
blame game to encounter a change of remedy

in a taut black dress
you brush by me

you are
dark summer fruit simmering hot
a sopping estuary
i gather you into me
you cascade like an undulating cat
giggles like trembling gelatin

cherry kiss lips
agile muscle shifting
pleating like soft furs
against my thunderous chest
your tremulous tongue rupturing
like spiced chrysanthemums from heaven

i inhale your lavender breath
your saliva melts stormy mouth up-leaping