A note from Alice by ADAM PARRY

A Note from Alice by Adam Parry

Down, out of the wind

sun glinted upon this pen

spears blindingly

on the whipped water.

A clear view of tomorrow

as the seasons cease to change. An endless summer

weaving though trees.

down here in the shelter

sucking in the day.

Now by Adam Parry

NOW

by

 ADAM PARRY

It spins, spiral over,

roving over, mixing in the light,

the mile wide motes

and the unutterable absence,

places of wonder hove into view.  While volcanoes within

turn us to ashy patina across the world.

It is colours, new spectrums,

an orgy of spring going by slowly,

lifted by a coil of time.

In the cold, cold of space

these nuclear summer times.

A home, in this moment

this moment of now.

...and then she kissed me by Adam Parry

...and then she kissed me

I have kissed her hair

sucked into her air

that fragranced from my stare.

Only joy when she lay on my gravity

pouring out the ache

in a waiting-room that has run out of time

and clocks stood as we waltzed

on timeless toes.

Sober in silence in this new penitance,

no silence though in my eager speed.

Then I saw brown eyes, orange amber hair

and like a surprise she kissed me goodbye.