She comes and goes
but there now resting
beside me a memory
an essence a longing
comfort and wish
oh sweet thing you are
my endless dish
the water for my fish
the fish for my water
oh heart you are my soul’s
mother wife and daughter
that soft warm presence
within and without me
you are my life’s lightness
to hold as we are floating
Forever on the warming sea
yorkshire 8/25
Pigeons conflagrating
softly
one note amalgamating
With the next one
following on and somehow intertwining
with the other
one within and around
the other one following on
emanating your silence
into a sound…
one after the other
conjoining
one to the other
in and around each
and on through into this
the becoming of another
one marking time
each and every
as the day dawns
within and around
all abounding
silently in the music
of your sound
Titus Poetry 