a-breeze

a gentle man winks and tips an edge of smile at the hearty mango sunset. turns to wander. picking up the pace he skips to swirl a-breeze.

You shouldn’t miss me, I am always here or here about. Easy to find.
Being everywhere is just a result of fiddling with the time machinery.

rabbit preens soft-evening-velvet ears. senses poise for the heady taste of marigold.
so close. very. now.
delicious revelation caught in the hop of unexpected farewell. bite. life.

(the italics are Paul’s words)

about …

the rush of you 
intangible 

      fast forward 
life and death
      (collision course

      a-mist in dream)
unraveled 

endings whirl
'n' jazz
(beyond) ordinary lines

i miss

Paul

who always understood what i tried to say and heard the music in my yard-dance, loved the tap of feet and beat of words full of rain claiming night’s ground full of sound

Listen

this is my eternal favourite of his voiced poems