Another smile

Another SmileWhat fun it is

To run amok


With naked thoughts

And fire


Friendly rockets

Out into space


Imagining all targets

Are worthy causes


And smother them

In compassionate flames


Render them

Surprised to find


A rose petalled spring

Where volleys of words


Crash peacefully

All around the cowering forms


That live in fear

Without a blanket of hope



The first smile

There is no new

So early in March


How right it is to stride across

The past. Into another season


With sap rising

In the lengthening light


Hope will tug at opportunity

So strike a pose


Walk with purpose

Ignore that porpoise


We can be funny

Covered in honey


Alluring to

A sweet-toothed muse


Revel in your status

As a simpleton


A chocolate covered minstrel

Aiming to amuse


Pucker the lips



Create the laughter lines

And let age construct


The ridged framework

Of a happy man