Distance

I have learned to yearn.
I left you in leaves, now litter.
My train carried me,
seconds, minutes, hours
away from you.

Time deceives the memory of Spring trees.
New Year they remain skeletal veins.
My train passes by,
sometimes subject to delay;
leaves on the line.

Resolutions carried through;
your call recorded but in rawness I couldn't reply.
My relics sit, each apportioned to a compartment,
well fitted, comfortable
but closed.

me and u

i don't want perfume
i just want you
to be here
not there
where you are
doing your usual

drinking tea
reading
walking around
(without me)
brushing your teeth
flossing them too

while i am here
doing my usual
not getting through

^

Biography

Born in Merseyside, I have lived in Brighton, Bromley, Coventry and Leeds. Now in Cumbria, I teach biology at Furness College, Barrow. I rediscovered the joys of modern poetry about four years ago and have recently had some poems published in small magazines.