CUBA DUPA
The precariously high
gables where the pigeon shit cement the ledges and the weeds grow in the new
found cracks.
I walk on the
far side of the street
always the optimist
and join in with the
processional drum
away from the concrete
facade and the
tumbling trophies
full of carnival sky.
Avie.
THE BEACH
I was able to leave
the beach relatively unscathed
I didn't have to swim
with the fishes
or endure the
incessant insect bites.
I got away with not having to
embrace
public toilets or
carry a single
sand particle
in my shoes.
A fun day was
had by all.
Avie.
CONNECTION
You are the reason
I am here
thousands of miles
from home
some will blame you
for this.
Avie.
THE WOOING
The guitar leans
against the wall
it has witnessed
all the rooms
in your life
the fretboard is worn
the strings are frayed and rusted
the machine heads
creak to tune.
You said that sometimes
in the solitary moments
the music
takes you back
but now you
don't play the instrument
you have forgotten
how to play
the songs you listened to
in the bars along the
Champ-Élysées.
So I take this opportunity
to pour the wine
and sing for you
the love songs.
Avie.
FLOWERS
Flowers in the garden
for the insects
for the beauty
for the fragrance
flowers on the mountain
wild in the field
flowers for the season
and for the cross
at the roadside.
Flowers for the sunroom
flowers sent with love
and flowers for the lovers.
Flowers for the birth
for the celebrated
church occasion
and flowers for the loss.
Flowers for pressing and
flowers everlasting
flowers for remembrance
flowers for now.
Avie.
