Fly Me To The Moon

there are ninety ways
to fly to the moon
but
just one phone call
a slow sexy drawl
on  the other end
transmitting
sparkles down the line
transports me there
in a second
cheap space travel

midweek motif PU

Photo Challenge - MLMM

Kavan Cardoza

eventually
the icy blue fingers
of reality
creep up unawares

daubing the door posts
with lamb's blood
is no guarantee
of 
escaping its grip

being quiet
remaining perfectly still
will not fool it into
softening its grasp
either

reality's tapered fingers
will split one open
like a pod of peas

even  those of us who have
manoeuvred the dance
to keep three steps ahead
fall at its faintest touch

Haiku Horizons

my heart sinks at dusk
another night without you
the cat shares my bed

Happy Easter .

Wishing all my readers and visitors a very Happy Easter.

Brescianello - Sinfonia for Strings and Basso continuo in F-Major, Op. 1...

Brescianello In The Bush

my morning
wake up music

putting on the jug
the clatter of  pretty tea cups
looking out on to the blue plains
the long grass
waving feathery fronds
saying good morning
to the nasturtiums
and the currawongs

merci
tu fais
ma vie si belle

Michael Franks - Face To Face

Heeding Haiku With Chevrefeuille

in  the mirror
a man in the autumn of his life
his hair turned gray

Chevrefeuille

love in autumn years
is like a cosy duvet
warm and comforting

MLMM