The touch that loosed the shackle
was like that of a girl.
You don’t think she’s interested
until her fingertips
graze your arm.
Then you feel it
through your whole body.
I followed, of course,
right out that door.
But then she was gone.
Up and down the ladder
He lifts the smudge
that clips our view
of heaven bright and blue.
Scampering lamb
Today is not the fated day
when the rest of it is known.
That boy needs
extra loving
and help to get it right.
Sunflower
In my own way a kooky lady
Maybe I don’t have her hat.
But I could get one.
Go once to study eyes at the station
See all the many places
all the people are.
Daily bread
She tapped the vein of her own brilliance
uploaded diamonds onto the economy,
exploding stars in the night sky.
People came to watch and left her
depleted.
Golden
like peaches in a jar –
not firm, but still
the sun on the hill
is sugar in us.
Utrecht Journal 