NOTES
Sweet ivory sounds
Twinkling from Keeley’s young hand
That’s music to me
JOY
Depth of Molly’s smile
Arms reaching with Nanny love
Lost in her beauty
THE WAITING
Child you took your time
Hope and despair before you
Miracles happen
TWINS
Two grow together as one
Secure in the depths of maternal love
Separated to start new lives
Swooping softly to the ground
Touching blackness, taut and tight on tarmac
Crowds cheering for imminent freedom
She sits silently watching, waiting
As noisy clamour disturbs her private place
Yearning for touch of pillowed clouds
Her thirst slaked, pulses heating
Her engines throb and moan with pleasure
Brakes released she pushes forward
She’s airborne now, senses reeling
Sated, satisfied, silver streak across the sky
Purring with pleasure, complete.
I woke up this morning
My lover he had fled
Lying on his pillow
Was a rose of pure blood red
Oh my handsome stranger
Why did you thus depart
After our night of naughtiness
You really stole my heart
Your eyes lit up with pleasure
When I produced the rope
The handcuffs didn’t faze you
At least that’s what I hope
Perhaps it was the dinner
That I prepared for you
After just one mouthful
You went a funny shade of blue
I just added a few spices
To enhance my home made stew
Some herbs and a clove of garlic
Which didn’t agree with you
You choked and coughed and spluttered
As towards the door you went
Oh no, says I you’re staying
After what I’ve spent
So as the morning brightens
I lie lonely on my bed
And what have I for my efforts
A bloody rose of red.
Phyllis McKenna 