It's a love (close beside you)
- Louis J. Casson
- Jul 17, 2017
- 2 min read
Hello and welcome to my Blog.
This issue’s poems and lyrics….
“Weeds”. The Poem of the week on the homepage. Written in sparse Haiku mode, a reflection based on gardening, with dogs in the houses on either side of me I find birds come into my garden as a sort of safe sanctuary. Cats come along too…
Cats passing on the trail
(From : Building an unseen line, 2012, copyright Louis J. Casson)
I found today
Where the Cat’s trail lies.
Down between the garage’s walls
Cross the shingle yard.
And through the forsythia tree
At the garden’s end.
To where?
Only the smaller can take the route,
Or know precisely
Where it starts, it ends.
I own my garden shingled yard,
But the Cat owns all yards and none
Passing through along its trail.
The sound of one cat passing lies within
Soft paws flexing
Legs and bones.
No traces left,
Among the shingled yard stones.
”Rhubarb” A poem about growth, also nurturing, hence the reference to the baby shoot. Style again is a sparse Haiku.
“It’s a love (close beside you)” a love ballad. In love the other person is the object of all our attention. We rest in their presence.
Thanks for reading my Blog. Till next time keep safe,
Best wishes
Louis
This Blog and contents, copyright Louis J. Casson 2017
Rhubarb
Strong study stalks green
Yet to blush red.
Neath the leaves canopy
Cones shoot daily towards the light.
While close by your baby
Under a maternal leaf
Springs from the earth.
It’s a love (close beside you)
I don’t care anymore for music
You give me all the lullabies I need
And I don’t read those books like I used to
What I need to know’s supplied,
My wants you’ll feed.
It’s a love, deep love
Close beside you
In love.
It’s a love, deep love
Close beside you
In love.
I don’t see friends so much as I used to
My greatest fan is here right by my side.
It’s not a like plus one as on Facebook
Adoring’s greater, deep as the sea is wide.
It’s a love, deep love
Close beside you
In love.
It’s a love, deep love
Close beside you
In love.
Funny how the empty hours of being
Are filled just spending time with you.
Even if we sit alone in silence
There’s a meaning in all we do.
It’s a love, deep love
Close beside you
In love.
It’s a love, deep love
Close beside you
In love.
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