Blessed

She must be an angel , who lost her wings !
Poetic schemes invoked , nobody's ever spoken of such...

I comfortably position
derriere with pride
(all cheekiness ass side)
lightly seat...

Listen to the sound of
Our hearts beating my love Feel our forever love
Butterflies flying...

The sky full of flight

One late October evening
I drove to Berwick It was still light...

Your my best friend and forever my true lover
I know our true is true
Holding you forever...

Rainbow wishes

I was strolling through the grassy path that rises up a hill
It was raining...

Not a human creature stirred, nor seen
through out Highland Manor,
property carpeted in lush...

Preface:
Now a break away,
sans creepy crawly
dis straw hit gray
eve haunting...

Of "permanent" Sleep

Abbott, nothing beats the
immortal heavenly reincarnation
after...

Incrementally corporeal essence, here
to fore i.e. figurative spear
tire of mine, doth elicit...

Sway,
To the
Lamb of God,
Still
But dance
With the Lord,
Naked...

My never ending
search for whatever
this psychologically gout
riddled rhyme stir to...

(alternately titled “How art thou dear reader?”)

(Inexplicably triggers domino effect
and...

Night and day, a thrashing
like an invisible whiptail
surge van hail,
doth swell me...

(Aborted attempt to mend fences, -
which version overly pedantic for
her minimal leisure/down...

Now at last it is finished . The passenger in the dark has been completed and I see you again face to face...

This is not a poem as such but my blessings for Tony and Cherie
on this special day 8th September....