Preparing for Spring

Xmas 2011 096, a photo by cocosolis on Flickr.

A tree solemnly left behind another year
Amidst the lines the plough has drawn on the hill side
A tree that seems to sail up the time tide
Never too far from me, never too near

I look upon the lonely tree and fill with fear
That I should find one day I must preside
Over a barren field on a hill side
Bereft and left by those I now hold dear

Shaking my head, I take a firm step
and let the ground beneath me set me free
and take me back to now, and to my loved ones

Seasons will come, farmers will sow and harvest
I will again walk by this solemn tree
But never more will I find it so poignant.

Your first Kindle

Reading your holiday spend
Without having to be sorry
That your books will fill a lorry
Just for a single weekend

Journey 3

The sight of home cheers me up
After the heartache of this week:
Another field I must now seek
To till, and plough, and harvest up

Journey 2

Closing a chapter / is opening another
Raising a question for our earlier answer
How I got here? Why I did or didn't bother?
What's the way back? Is it all over?

The soothing sight of Manchester does calm
my troubled heart's a-rythmic beat:
Who would have thought I'd find my balm
in its well-known, rain-sodden streets?

Journey 1

I've got a scar to heal
Skin to harden
Seeds of Spring to put into my garden
and a need to conceal
The ravages of winter on the landscape

First they torched a police van
and I didn't speak out because, well, they had it coming, didn't they

Then they burnt the posh fashion store
and I didn't speak out because I never liked their prices anyway

Then they looted the local cornershop
and I didn't speak out - I do my shopping out of town, late evenings and weekends

Now they are burning my car - I'm sure you know the rest

Divertimento

l 020, a photo by cocosolis on Flickr.

I found a bit of belief
and then a noble pursuit
for which I needed no suit
- and that was quite a relief

Cenotaph

001, a photo by cocosolis on Flickr.

The power cables overhead
Under the blue sky and broken clouds of mid July
And people on the platform
Going to work - like me
Old men in suits, young things with fold-up bikes
From a place called "Long Buckby" - you couldn't make it up
The tiny-print timetable displayed on the far wall
Too far now, too small for my struggling eyes
'Stumbling in' - Suzie Quattro whispers in my ear
Too right - stumbling in, rolling along
going with the flow, hitting the ground running
For somebody's tomorrow
We gave our today.

Longing & belonging

005 (2), a photo by cocosolis on Flickr.

A dull ache, a niggling, lingering pain
The memory of you causes me to pause
To you my heart now goes
From a commuter train

Cosmetic

115, a photo by cocosolis on Flickr.

In beauty bathed, and in Dove white silk bubbles
Her thoughts meander to a distant paradise
Of golden sands and blue sea water
For her and for her little daughter
As described in Ok! magazine
But all these dreams remain on hold
While the train takes her to her next appointment
To sell cosmetics to well known retailers
And pay for the latest Mastercard bill

Excuses

035, a photo by cocosolis on Flickr.

They live in me like a cup of coffee
These particles of reason
Reading me the Articles of War
The King's Terms
The Riot Act
They don't know where I'm going
But know well where I've been
In my ear
The Whys, the Why-nots
And the what-would-have-beens

Haiku

southport airshow 053, a photo by cocosolis on Flickr.

La nave se estremece
La linea de la costa
Turbulencia

Vals de amor

Photo0545, a photo by cocosolis on Flickr.

Estoy loquito por ti
Por tu amor voy loco loco
Por ti mi razón perdí
Por ti mi cerebro es moco
Mas no es tan sólo de pan
Que el hombre vive: también
Se encuentra en el amor bien
Y razón en el afán

Divertimento & prayer

Red Sunset, a photo by hyperboreal on Flickr.

Que no me olvide de ti
Y, al contemplar tu sen~al,
Aulle como animal
Bajo el cielo carmesi!

Amour Parisien

paris 007, a photo by cocosolis on Flickr.

Como me gusta
Que seas robusta

Tus largas pestanas
Como negras persianas

Ocultan tu alma
Me roban la calma

Me llevan al cielo
Me tiran al suelo

The Letter

027, a photo by cocosolis on Flickr.

How angry I felt
When I received the letter
Rejected by machine
Does not feel better

Divertimento Primaveral

monica fairy 13 apr 11 001, a photo by cocosolis on Flickr.

Naci con la primavera
Una manana de mayo
Mi madre sufrio un desmayo
Cuando me vio salir fuera

Divertimento floral

008, a photo by cocosolis on Flickr.

Angelica, tus amores
Son menuda pesadilla
Son un sembrar en buhardillas
Pensando cosechar flores

Ebbs out life's little day

l 005, a photo by cocosolis on Flickr.

You are a remnant of a distant past
The shining sign of a forgotten time
The light you give is all the more sublime
Since we both know it isn't meant to last

Hunter Gatherer

011, a photo by cocosolis on Flickr.

I am quite happy and content
To eat what I want to eat
But my joy is not complete
When you are not in my tent

So, listen to this lament
I pen while I grill my meat:
My heart struggles to beat
Too far away from your scent