allan who Poems

Evening hours of playing peekaboo with the sun
And i lay down lavender words
loping and longing in my journey to you
Crossing infinities of time
...

I see
you
the
moonlit
...

This cloak of enigma she leaves.
the unrequited,
love shared
that abades there, over there
...

and this wind sails over
the disquieted sea and rambles
like the new clad bridegroom
seeking her in the horizon
...

Muggy murky dawn clogged with gloom the abbey

Where his grampy sleeps,
...

far off
through the night,
an ajar door in a half lit room,
you are awake.
...

And there are holes in our neighbourhood
Children we were
Seeping into the underground
So I am there
...