a poem

rubi rose you said you didn't want to hear this cos you at the time felt it was maybe some kind of requiem but i don't think it is its just my poem to you who i dearly love my little bramble bush rambling rose

Rachel

of quiet splendour

of kind consideration

of furious love 

of sweet melody

of unique humour

to bring a laugh to us

side splitting

though our heart may ache.

she races towards the sunrise

a unicorn 

of rainbows 

and toast with egg  so beautifully

delicious.

 

and years ago with spotty pants she showed a lovely arse

in doorways of our child hood

always offering a fun and impolite and  full of laughter way.

i love my sister.

soggy bread

and chewy toothpaste

forever sad we made a soggy pea soup

of our cherry chewy misty dreams

 

book boat 

of shiny books 

of shiny possibilities 

we drank in roald dahl

every single word

 of twits

beyond the pale

of pheasants sad

of Danny

champion of the world

 rachel makes them seem alive  and happening.

 i love you rachel

you're a spirit 

of frank and uncompromised beauty

i love you rachel

the sky needs you to understand its place

to seek a cool unending moon and a 

yellow sun to take its place.

blood blood 

live love

sorrow 

sorrow 

hope 

hope

beloved sister dear

i love your breath 

i love you

i love you.