My love in a nutshell

They sang us
A rainbow of joy;

Each note as
Pure as a pearl.

Happiness surrounded us,
And
My whole world shone.

And then....

You were gone,
Leaving me with,
Nothing.

Only a single tear,

Flooding my desert
With
Infinite sorrow.

It fades

The red, yellow

Flickers blue,

The beat is

Slow and weak,

I'd gladly

Stoke the fires

Of hell

If you would

Only

Speak.

Our Best Friend

Too hot to move he lies upon the once cool stone.
Hot indeed,
But preferable to baking slabs around him.

'Poor dog,' he thought, 'poor dog,
I can't remove my coat like you
To stop the scorching of my skin.
Instead I lie, baking in this brilliant furnace.'

'I see you laughing in the shade,
Cool drinks clutched in your careless hands.
You will not feel the heat of burning ears lying in the sun.'

'Poor dog,' he thought, 'poor dog;
Why do you never think of me,
whilst pandering to your own needs?'

And then the flies began to buzz
And landed on his heated back,
And dog, poor dog, he couldn't see
The things that made this cruel attack.

'Enough,' he thought, this poor dumb thing
Whilst staring out through betrayed eyes,
And pulling on the iron chain
He strained and tugged and yelped and cried.

'Go see the dog' the woman said,
To children playing on the grass.
So eagerly he greeted them,
That set the poor thing free at last.

And none thought of the hurt they'd caused
Or saw the sorrow in his eyes,
In loving them he gave his life
For all their cruelty and their lies.

So why poor dog were you this way,
Left chained up on a summers day?

Quincunx

A quincunx has five points to it,

how come you don't even have one?

Roses..

I have no words inside me,

There's an empty place today.
And I really wish
That what's there now
Would take itself away.

I want to have my self back,
With a smile inside my heart,
Not this grey and bitter dismal place
Surrounded by the dark.

Think I'll take myself off outside
Where there's fire in the sky.
And I'll wander through the roses
'Til this rot inside me dies.

Unicorn

It stood, a monument to chastity and honour

A memory of a hope entombed with stone.

Grey and old, defaced by birds and man and time it stood

A throwback to a different time,

Around which school children ate their lunches and

Drunks belched away their afternoons and

No one ever looked to see what it was that shaded them.

Days came and went; then months, then years;

And still no one looked, no one wept to witness the humbling of their unicorn.

Just a place to steal a kiss, or more; on a dark summers night.

Always and forever.

Forgiving, almost forgotten but never forgetting.

Dance my unicorn, dance yourself another universe on concrete hooves.