Washing The
Dishes
Sometimes
I wonder how I can live without you
washing
the dishes, half a country away
I see
you shake your head, roused
to
wakefulness, smiling
at a
word – or tilting your chin
to
sigh exasperated
at
something I said, puzzled –
trying
to understand
how
it can be more vivid than this moment
the
wet cutlery in my hand
and I
pause, wondering why
I’m
thinking of you
leaning
against the sink
thinking
of you
..lol nice one! I'm enjoying your paintings a lot, too.
ReplyDeleteAre all these paintings new ones for the blog Brian ? Like Efi I am enjoying them
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ReplyDeletereally captured a moment
ReplyDeleteHi Efi and Melinda, yes these are all paintings from the last few months and have not been seen anywhere else. I'm trying to match paintings with poems - sometimes its easy, sometimes hard! Cheers Brian
ReplyDeletea privilege to 'see them here first'. Thanks !
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