[Camachee]

walter raleigh's cloak
shakespeare's new explanations
elizabeth sighed

and shaved
white faced
forlorn
knowing
no man
no-ing
all men
save drake...

[Soaring Feather]

Elizabeth had a disadvantage there
the poor old gal had no hair
she help the scepter with her crown
and did not let Drake get her down

[Kay Syrah]

Ok.

I admit you remind me
of a night when
I wandered the tower,
alone after hours ,
and drinks in the yeoman
warders club ,
the ceremony of the keys.
I was instructed
to let myself out,
when I was ready,
so I did. But not before
thinking about the crows
and those who hadn't
the same chance.
And I loved every dark moment
and the breathless silent
history of a place that wouldn't
relent for pity or for history.

[Kay Syrah]

Clouds are water

It's not the absinthe
that relinquishes
the restraint of absences
or the west bank ordinaire
that is the exchange
of exuberances.

[Kay Syrah]

Indivisible

The wind soughs across
the water rippling
it into ribs
that it strokes and plays,
making both instrument
and song of the waves

And along
the rising rolling cage
of your heart
the part from which
I was made, I trace
against its rhythm
the ridges of your
breast with my
fingers playing
the song that starts

when you breathe
my name and we
become the music
uncertain, serein
that coalesces against
the silence, brushing
the water again.