This collection contains original work inspired by the volcanic and verdant Portuguese Archipelago in the wonderful wilds of the North Atlantic Ocean and the beautiful people who inhabit them. Bem vindo!
Though I am not there, life goes on.
The mighty azure surf rolls in-and-out
The sun’s long arc creeps from horizon-to-horizon
The cagarros arrive at the warming and say goodbye when it is time
The fruit truck toots its happy horn while passing-by
The yearly feasts are observed and locals make merry
The whales still know what they know and keep it all to themselves
. . .
The wind whistles through my shutters and hums across our fields
The mantle clock faithfully ticks-out the lonely hours
The hydrangea buds, blooms and blows away
(Portuguese for Fate)
The moth has fallen in love
with a streetlamp. And
why not? His dazzling attention
is craved by many. Surrounded nightly
by scores of fluttering
Jezebels. But this evening
he shines only for her.
All through the dark she undulates
to and fro his glow. A lusty mid-air tango
powered by lux amorous.
This is not their first dance.
The Fates will have their way.
The sun starts its rise
as his lumens begin to dim.
The light-warmed air cools around them
and galos crow-out last-call.
Dawn slowly creeps-in
whilst he in his candelas
softly sneak-out. Parting
their wooing-ways as-always.
And so it goes with love