Of Squirrels and a Lover (day 156)

Decadent ritual of un-fretted glory
Somersaults and candles and baskets with lunches
Bubble baths and grass and glasses of wine
Seize the day, give not to thine fear

Wallowing in glory with squirrels and a lover
Smelling the air of lightly scented allure
Pretending to care the feathers aren’t ruffled
Knowing better than the vultures circling

The game is your own
The bat is a slugger
The ball isn’t greased
And the pitcher’s on change-up

Lay low, dear lover
Lay high, dear moon
Stay long dear lover
Stay bright, dear moon

Two Lovers (day 154)

Late at night; the hue hung around
Two lovers stood transfixed and poised
Naked to their eyes, car honks of agreement
Two lovers stand gazing and aroused

The stretch was done and the food all gone
Two lovers made their way to each other
Stop signs and eager minds
Two lovers make friends with their lips

Rock and roll, with disregard
Two lovers find room in back seats
Car boots, and door steps
Two lovers find the night far too short

In From The Rain (day 153)

Excuse me as I step in here a minute
Take my mind away, my load off
Shake loose this gripping cold
Retreat from this drenching wind

My, is that a copy of the paper?
Oh, it’s a very nice warmth in this room
I’ll take a tea please
If you don’t mind, a scone too please

Well, this was nice
I had a great stay
The tea was good
And the scone was as I’d hoped

But, as all good things
Must come to an end
So must I depart
And brave this dreadful weather

Dear Lover (day 151)

Determined and passionate
Hopeless, without regret

Dear lover
Remind me of my life tonight
Remind me of why I matter

Escaping the wrath
Of uncontrolled banter

Dear lover
Remind me of my life tonight
Remind me of why I matter

Shooting the breeze
Cocktail and harmony

Dear lover
Remind me of my life tonight
Remind me that we can

Been Looking (day 150)

Where have you been, love?
I’ve been looking around
I’ve seen your last tracks
But never you’re found

I’ve asked friends and family
I’ve asked brothers and sisters
I’ve asked teachers and doctors
I’ve asked long lost lovers

Where have you been, love?
I’ve been looking around
I have memories to build here
With empty spaces to fill

Project Status (day 149)

Cool, cool, cool, cool
I like that, that works for me
But no, lets not do that
That’s no good for me
We’ll forget we mentioned that

Did you remember about this?
I was thinking we should add that..
Ring…Ring…Ring…Ring…
Can you please send me an email update
What’s your ETA on completing the algorithm?

We’re getting close to the deadline
I’m not sure we should waste our time on that
I’ve thought of this, but decided with that
I can’t make that work, so we’ll put that in the bugs
And that, yeh, that’s a problem

Email…Email…Email…Email…
Edit, redraft, update, edit
Can you please put together section 2 for me
I’ve gone ahead and made the changes
It should be good to go now

Cool With Desire (day 148)

Enigmatic with a passion
Cool with desire
Fierce with a murmur
Alive with innocence

Tucked away like the cold and blue fingers
Neatly entombed by the dear winter’s frost
Humbly walking along the moist particles thaw
Glazed amongst the solid tear drops

With memories
Come grace
With enemies
Come face

Crossroads (day 147)

Perhaps the end
Perhaps a mend
Perhaps a little chinchilla
Perhaps a scary Godzilla

Perhaps the end
Perhaps a mend
Perhaps the eyes of desire
Perhaps the enchanted Medusa

Perhaps the end
Perhaps a mend
Perhaps a roll of fortune
Perhaps a chance encounter

Perhaps the end
Perhaps a mend
Perhaps the change of direction
Perhaps a charming burlesque