Confined by four walls

 I travel many long miles

In optic fibre

If I were alone

Would I fight against the tide?

The water’s rising 

Blue bells toll for spring

Melting into long summer

And bid fairies come

Since I lost my way

Retreat into my old shell

A tired tortoise

In the darkest deeps

Never sure what might be found

Hidden underneath

Cold muscles shiver

As the axe bites in a knot

Even mountains shake

As the falling sun

Paints the clouds like a rainbow

Now I am alive

The taste of new leaves

The sound of long spring evenings

The smell of Ramsons

Still lost and confused 

All that I touch turns to dust

Though I tried my best

Underground I sleep 

Until the spring sun wakes me

From long lucid dreams

A baby cony

Tucked away in my warren

Warm and safe and dry

Clear blue crystal skies

Quiet birdsong haunts me still

When I remember

When the blind lead us

We follow, with hopeful hearts

Into the pitch dark

April sun is warm

The sleepy winter is gone

And all life is here

Bending the willows

Who take root and shoot skyward

Wherever they fall

In an empty sky

Your melting Icarus wings

Land in deep blue eyes

Cumulonimbus

Rolling darkly overhead

A murder of crows

The Earth and her moon

Spin and rotate together

Symbiotically 

Golden daffodils

Will soon be hanging dead heads

Years leave us behind

On the patio

In the fading evening glow

Imagine the past

Each day is different

The yesterday you is gone

Try not to forget

Across swelling seas
Currents rip and tides spring to

Bring you back to me

Like a little kite
The line waxing and waning
Reel me in again

Salty blue pools ebb
And trickle into the sea

Following the moon