I’m following you
Through a  meadow of tall bright summer flowers
We’re not rushing, just idling along
Feeling happy

I’m following you
But not on Facebook

I’m following you
Up a  vertical  rock face with few footholds
I am looking to see where you put  your feet
I imitate you.
I’m  not frightened
I feel calm.
I can’t see your face
You move with no  hesitation

I’m following you
But not on WordPress

I’m following you
Well, I am accompanying you
I don’t  know where we are going
But it seems right,somehow

Do we ever know where we are going?
Will  we know when we get there?

I’m with you but I don’t know where
We are happy
We don’t need to talk

 

When I went out this morning I was wrapped in a red and blue coat with a blue scarf covered in red hearts wrapped twice round my neck.A man came along by me and looked back.He was speaking

“You’ve got  something your leg”

I looked down and there was a red and blue silk tie round my ankle, the property of my late husband Mr Katherine.
So I said, can’t you just leave me a note? I see you approve of my colour scheme…..

Sometimes I  find a tie in the bathroom.I find a newly ironed hankey on my chair.If only he would iron my trousers or my pink blouse with rows of shirred pleats that’s been waiting for 4 months.

More often I find a coin and ,if lucky, enough for a cup of coffee.I wonder what will happen if I go out with a man…. will he  be happy? I shall never know as I refuse to date anybody.I still believe my husband will get permission to return like Jesus did.But will I know?

 

As a  professor
I am entitled to take  home
Paper,pens and ink

In very large bags
Or even ten suitcases
To write my thoughts down

Of course, my children
Might  draw on the paper sheets
With one of the pens

Condemn young children?~
Is that an ethical act?
They can’t even  write!

I might write,that’s it
For I am genius
And ingenious.

We must be  prepared
To note inspiration
A good idea

What happens to paper
Is not important to me
I am brilliant

I shine in the dark
The  habits of small people
Are not my  concern

I might be the King
Oh,my Coronation
That is so timely!

I phoned Borneo
On my office phone again
Why not? I need perks.

Australia too?
Well it’s a small world
Don’t bother me now.

You do not need me!
What codswallop is that, then?
I was the future

I missed the plane,ah.
The future is fiction
I am still writing.

I am arrested
For bankrupting  colleges
At Cambridge, good Lord!

If they are stupid
I should be rewarded ,see.
You would not have guessed.

Evil genius
Gets government grants awards
Being good, you fools