Singleton......again!

She:-
Today is a good day
the sun shines and awaits the moon
I pass a time, drink wine
And recline
on the slightly stilted chair
whose slow amble outward
makes me want to sing or samba,
move like a Jamaican mama.
The birds wheel and reel an steal tiny pieces of my sun
as the rampantly dance away.
Today is a good day.
Soon to be summer, soon to smell the hay
and Sunday mown grass.
How outrageously the trees flirt in the breeze, so tactile, so tempting
and never relenting
and dreams awake
of Blake
lotharios, signets and sirens,
winking and wanton, not weary of winter.
Ploughs and boughs, biscuits in tea
thinking of summer's the best place to be-
I should say.
Because today is a good day.

He:-
The bloodless sky which hails the warning year
The tearless eyes and green leaf burnt away
And sorrow which is heard in lonely crows refrain
Beneath the bright branch and earth of ice
The fruit of last years joy awaits rebirth
In timeless slumber sleeps those seeds
Which springs love only will mature
The measured time when bright day makes to arm
Against these baleful ides of snow
And silent sea with moon that sleeps below
And as from the darkening wood
loves season start anew.