By 29th September 2009December 9th, 2019No Comments

Parted – though we be
Love blossoming on the bough
Soft paper kisses
Blown on a far away breeze
From my gentle, empty hand.

Footnote; for all loved ones parted by conflict, may love sustain you.


Hush, a secret tryst
A stolen kiss, a shy smile
Fingers poised at quiet lips
Lovers meet in the moonlight
Unaware of April’s chill.


Scrap of paper; passed
I don’t ‘arf fancy you babe
Bike sheds after break
Have two fags at the ready
Skip straight to Biology!

Jan Hedger

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