Turning the Pages

On your back dreaming dreams,

life and events from this moment.

The sun is warm on his chest

after the swim; refreshing

water bathed a wounded spirit

feels the grass, natural innocence.

Flip, wife makes breakfast:

two eggs runny up

two toast

four sausages. Coffee and tease

of milk.  

Flip, waves splashing

an invitation to the shoreline

lashed by windy elements

from the far side of the bay.

Undulating calls, a loon adds

flavour to the day.

Flip, childrens’ needs and desires

young lives into older living,

too much too soon.

A wife’s love, enchantment and

bliss. Years whirlwinded

into meaningful events, glories.

Flip, rain comes as a shadow,

unrepentant and intrusive

shelters its hunger for truth

a smile tricks me into her heart.