Writing poems
Is a bit like having sex
With your lover…
Grab the moment
While it’s there –
Or something else
Might come up
To get in the way!
And for every year
Spent
In the love of my life,
I know that I will find
At least one
Little shooting star,
To carry
In my hip pocket
Forever.
Tim Barritt. Circa 2003.
Earth Angel 181