Tea Leave

In tepid drink devoid of taste,
the third today I’ll lay to waste
A ring of tannin has foretold
I’ll not sup tea as I grow old.

In small white cups you fill with brown,
Beneath the rim, and halfway down,
Lurk furtive creatures made of burp,
That bite the lips of those who slurp.

So pour it out and wash the cup
But fetch no more, I’ve given up:
A ring of tannin has foretold
I’ll not sup tea as I grow old.

Christmas Homecoming

I reached here earlier today,
lit our fire to guide you homeward,
I built it bright and warmly wait
The return of your footfall.

Amongst Christmas preparations
In the twilight of a year
We’ll kiss beneath the mistletoe wreath
Hang holly in the hall.

This Christmas birth, twelve days of love
One tree, one Angel dear
Our family’s arms, our human forms
One day when heaven calls.

Come in, come on, come Christmas,
How sweet the choir draws near,
How we’ll embrace and feel the grace
And learn to love us all.

Walk

You walk, so I walk, we go, walk real slow and

notice our feet and look up each nook, on each street,

and down as we go, thigh knee toe heel thigh toe,

stealing past history, poverty, street graffiti

eyeing every kind of eatery, we remark and

when it gets dark you hold my arm,

and are alarmed by shadows, broken pavements,

steps, and this affects the way we walk, how

we talk, what we say on our way, on our walkabout.

Gym

To live completely is akin
to building muscles in a gym
Every lift, bend, stretch and pull
makes us feel incredible.

And when we’re tired and ache to rest
we know that we have worked our best
and quietly sit and watch our young
arrive, warm up and carry on.

Coming Home

Often living souls will stray

Sometimes they will tip and sway

But as the tide returns each day

Soon they will come home.

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Where do catlike spirits fly

Which toil would hold and stultify?

They’re hunting free, but by and by

Soon they will come home.

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Forget the knots of doubt that bind

us to the clock, uncloak the mind,

reach far beyond, and unconfined

we’ll welcome our souls home.

Computing

Spent a day trying to understand why printer won’t talk to laptop – why laptop won’t even look at printer.

Spent a day delving into computer registers, enabling and disabling policies, downloading drivers.

Spent a day digging deep, persevering, threatening and cajoling.

That was yesterday. Today I am spending with my beautiful son – just loving.