How much I love you?
How many pebbles are there, my Miranda,
On the sparkling shore?
How many grains of sand?
I love you more.
Far away are the days we spent
Dreaming days, sunny, peaceful.
Trail your hand now through the waters
While I row
And watch the drops that sparkle bright
And so clear from your fingers.
We had a love that needed no words -
We looked, we loved, we knew.
Every second then without you
Was a year that ached.
Life goes on and we are far apart;
I think back, and the glow remains.
For one brief sunset burst of time
You were, and you are still, all mine.
Do you ask, who she was,
Or is - or will be?
For fifty years I have written to her.
Snowflakes drift over the hills
Rain falls soft into my head
The sun burns full and bright.
How warm the world is,
How kind;
And who was she?
A picture? - a thought? - a desire?
Who set my soul afire.
Who can understand?
See how the rainbow ripples
In the waters at your hand;
The lovelight shines
Deep and clear
In your eyes.
For all these silly words?
You're laughing at me
Sat there on the window seat
With the dappled sunlight playing smoothly over you.
You're laughing at me;
You smile; let lips and hands, silently loving
Tell all.
The sun's rising rays
Shone over the sharp ears
Of the Goddess.
There, my Miranda,
We tuned our prayers
To the purring
Of Her servants.
I think perhaps my job
Might have been feeding the sacred cats
And changing their litter trays...
See the pretty flowers grow;
Cross the lawn with tread elastic -
To find the roses all are plastic.
Its lid is rusted now and fallen in,
A Rubik cube that's lacking half its stickers
And a Fairy sleeping on our compost bin.
And think of silly things
Of how some fish have fingers
And why no pigs have wings.
Quarter to Two
Run out of Work
Sod all to do.
A pocket full of π,
Signs of the times, at tangents
Away we will fly.
The circle's all subtended,
The differential's gone;
Integrate all mysteries
And sing a happy song.
Tomorrow we die;
Our ashes scattered be
Into the sky.
And over the plains
Our spirits will roam
Until some other boozer
Carries us home.
