My friend Daibhidh MacAdhaimh, invited me to write a poem for one of his wonderful paintings. Sort of a surreal mountain range, with male and female suggestions.  Initially my comic switch flipped on and I was tempted to interperet the painting in an amusing way.  I saw an old couple, watching the universe, side by side, like a TV set. But instead of the boob tube I saw them watching the sun, and stars, the seasons, and life.  But Daibhidh encouraged me to look at the picture from a different view, he drew out the dramatic in me... the romantic...and this is the result.....Thanks Daibhidh .......Cluck

Love Is Always....And Begun

Reclined and primed beneath the peak
Underneath the shaft's physique
Bedrock cleft as sheath for summit
On the passions of the plummet

By the shakes and quakes of earth
Solid rock would probe on worth
Before the mark of counting time
The mount of love was ever climbed

Warmed by  mists of hazy dusk
Peaked and mounded, draped in lust
Moistness soothing on release
Climax shadows blend in peace

Firmly anchored and attached
Steadfast catch, the perfect match
No chance of drifting far away
Love has chosen where to stay

Side by side beneath the skies
Windsongs carry lover's sighs
Reflected in a twlight sun
Love is always.......and begun

Pax
A
9/12/06