Anthony Fry Poems
A Romance In The Night Sky.
Tempered by the friction, of each others loneliness.
Brightly wooed, in our own glad glorious way.
We chasing each other, along those milky ways.
Conditions and competition, fight like mariners.
Love stars, are more dewy luminous than others.
Why separate them, a love creates poetic illusion.
A perspective, like pleasing soft melancholy music.
Happy about joyful liberation, awaking upon life.
Consequently life is also a dream, in relative ways.
Cooperation swinging in or out, of our endurance.
Farewell to daylight, we enjoy a moonlit night ...
Mr & Mrs Re-Juvenating.
Smiling I just eagerly arrived home from work, end of another boring week.
My wife is grinning getting ready, to stay at her old Mothers for a weekend.
I am looking forward to going fishing and camping, a long weekend period.
Friday till Sunday, usually I am a boring couch potato from morning to night.
The wife's taxi arrives soon, and we say our farewells, and she is off to Mums.
Thirty minutes later my taxi also comes calling, off I go merrily, first stop Pub.