A Fever

Invisible cloth drapes my body,   

Silk and weightless, a spun parachute, 

Into my dreams of that particular,

Green, Jerusalem shade. 

Colours that I can’t see but I know,  

So well that I may have them running, 

Through the insides of me. Red, White and Blue.  

Cut me open and see.  

A thread that spins across an ocean,  

Pulling me onto my knees to look,  

That country that I was meant to be in,

Has come to find me.  

When The Sun Shone

I wonder if we can be together again,

It’s my wish.

My one and only.

If we could be together.

If we could be just like…

We used to be.

When the sun shone and we were all brown,

Even me.

There are extras that we never,

Considered.

We lost more than we can,

Give back.

But through it all,

We loved each other.

More than anyone.

More than anything. 

Reminder

I haven’t told you yet,

It’s nothing but I know you’ll get,

My meaning when I explain,

Or try to say.

That plant with violet eyes,

Of mixed up white and purple.

The name of which I don’t know. 

Which just goes to show,

How teasing life can be.

It has a scent that transports me.

To the back fence of her house.  

It’s here in Japan.

Reminds me now of you.

Made me feel at home while I still,

 Wondered if I could stay and,

Live so far away.

The smell was auspicious.

It fits with the tranquillity,

Gentle sensibility,

With which I feel a,

Quiet affinity.