
For Will's Birthday
Day 26
"Madness Most Discreet"
these pearls and gems
found in cuckoo bud and cowslips
you drop into my lap
from time to time with rapt heart
dissolve
with the first pelt of a spring rain
thou with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt
sometimes cloaked in soft myrtle
can make no din which will daunt mine ears
love is a smoke raised with a fume of sighs
Day 27
Looking Back
if
you do look back
you could find yourself
submerged in salt
paralysed
standing alone
like a pillar
amongst
some ancient ruins
thinking a Lot
Day 28
Bridge

tin tin likes to dance
snowy his dog does too
tin tin loves his little dog
his best friend through and through
he sings to him in french
and sits him on a bench
when he goes out daily to work
snowy cries and goes beserk
barking barking barking
a disturbance of the peace
the angry neighbours roar and shout
and finally call the police
Day 29
What Nobody Knows
letting the last dream go
they have all gone
she does not miss them
they weighed her down
like a mill stone
watching the grass grow
is not so bad
there is a lot of activity
amongst the blades
a whole secret life
Day 30
now we are at april's end
i don't feel sad or mad or zen
the month rushed by in such a haze
my writing just a word mash maze
have no idea of what i wrote
or if it may have rocked the boat
but that is where my pen excels
i'm told i do it very well:)
( cheers to anyone who read them)