The ancient window, looking to the Bay
had been her final stop, she simply had
collapsed into the rosewood rocking chair,
a cry of pain escaped when pelvic bones
...
On Mondays I don't rise with all guns blazing
my head needs oxygen and interphasing.
Anoxic from the Cabernet (which folks are praising)
I find Fiona calling both of us well.....aazing!
...
Flutter, flutter
on the window,
letters will arrive so soon,
Bringing news
...
I follow you,
where will you go,
love made me blind
and gave me feet
...
The joint chiefs had
in their undoubted wisdom
declared that war was
well...imminent, and now.
...
Well they do come in droves
from the coldness of Britain
they abandon their stoves
with Down Under they're smitten.
...
And in my dream I was
just halfway up the Holy Mountain
of homesickness called Heidelberg.
I had just crossed the Neckar river
...
It now is time.
I'll have to tell the world.
And never did I ever
mean to do this.
...
We are hoping for fog
and a moonless night.
Approaching the border to
the West and its freedom,
...