TWO CASTAWAYS

 

Two castaways

Washed up together

Like flotsam and jetsam

The floating wreckage

Of their failed loves

And from the driftwood

Of their own detritus

And broken remnants

Of previous vessels

They manage to build

A new ship of love

IF YOU WERE AN ISLAND

 

If you were an island

Set in a clear blue sea

Dressed with palm trees

Stirred by the scented breeze

With sun soaked beaches

Of coral white

I would be the gentle waves

Washing over them

LIKE DRIFTWOOD YOU FLOATED INTO MY LIFE

Like driftwood you floated into my life

As I cruised upon a calm blue sea

Your presence stirred the peaceful waters

And turned my outlook squally

But though we blow from storm to storm

I still believe you rescued me

I WAS THROWN OUT OF A CLOTHING SHOP

 

I was thrown out of a clothing shop

It was one of the Muslim outlets

All I did was to ask if I could look

At one of their bomber jacket

YOU WERE MY ONE AND ONLY # 1

 

You were my one and only

My hearts song and melody

Now music has been banished

And I must suffer silently

IN A QUIET PASSING TIME

 

In a quiet passing time

I look back on yesterday,

and wonder why it is

That I am so lonely today

RED DRESS

 

I find that I have to confess

Though she lacks finesse

And her hair is a complete mess

I feel I can no longer suppress

The feelings I want to express

For the girl in the Red Dress