all on a summer’s day

I placed my feet in water
that sprang from sacred ground

the stones like silent counsellors
my wife and child stood round

some part of me I left there
it being so hot that day

the things that we remember
as memory falls away

a life as soft as water
a pillow where I lay

a pool along the wayside
all on a summer’s day

Dark Passage

Dark passage, dark tide,
down corridors he slides
to sit by her side
for one moment.

The door swings wide,
through glass the moon shines,
he leaves her cabin
in torment.

The door swung wide,
the truth lay inside,
the loneliest walk
is to the side.

Down corridors he slides
to meet the dark tide,
the loneliest walk
is to the side.

A dark passage he took
to the side.

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[first posted 8 December 2014}