First selfie - on board the Spirit – Version 2

Cupid’s arrow may for most
be secret on this day
when anonymity prevails
in messages we say
But for me the message is the same
with thirty-eight cards done
‘I love you more and more each year
For me there’s only one’
And as I am your husband
and you are my special wife
This valentine’s no secret
as we are soulmates for life



Christmas day haiku


And so it’s Christmas
Laughter, cries of joy and smiles.
Love is all around.




Born in the fifties, baby boom years
A child of the sixties, scuffed knees and tears

A teen in the seventies, met Sal, fell in love
and at the end of the decade, wed the above

Brought a house in the eighties, two offspring we saw
and then in the nineties, along came two more

Watched the i2k clock at the Millennium turn
and nothing stopped working, we were quite pleased to learn

A new century turned and into the noughties
as we left a decade behind and entered our forties

Twenty-ten came and went, the best years of our lives
then we found we were fifty, well what a surprise

And now as the teenies are nearing an end
we are looking at pensions on which to depend

But the twenties will follow when we’ll be retired
so perhaps we’ll go backwards and become more inspired

We have decades more to look forward to yet
with more pleasure to come the older we get


Photo – Jem ‘After Warhol’ – Jempics

Sunrise embrace


Along the western esplanade
out across the sea
A golden winter promise
reached out its arms to me
So I stood a little while
awestruck and swathed in grace
as it wrapped its arms around me
in a sunrise warm embrace
Reaching from horizon
it touched me like a kiss
And in a lingering moment
I felt the pleasure of its bliss


Kindred Spirits


We are of kindred spirit
my soulmate and me
developed over passing time
and living by the sea
Our love it has grown deeper
over eight and thirty years
with lots of laughs and smiles
and on occasion, tears
We have many common interests
and oft see eye to eye
something we’ve developed
as the years have passed us by
We never let the sun go down
on any argument
though life is mostly one
that’s full of merriment
It’s good to have a soulmate
she and I are one
our lives entwined together
until our days are done


Day 11 of the ‘Blogging from A-Z challenge

Version 2

A smear of clay


It started with a smear of clay
all those years ago
when two hearts began to beat as one
in a college studio
I followed you, we fell in love
and found a perfect bliss
a promise made in marriage
sealed later with a kiss
Now thirty-eight years later
soulmates still us two
I hope you’ll be my valentine
as I’m still in love with you


The Cyclamen Choir

In many shades of mauve and pink
poised ready there to sing
A field of cyclamen grew wild
reminding us of Spring

Dappled sunlight filtered through
the leafy boughs above
as the gathered crowd stood ready
for a song of life and love

And party to this wondrous sight
we were encouraged to add voice
for the pleasures that this life gives us
and in that fact, rejoice


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