Silk dresses
out of worms
castings
that enrich
the soil
life that
feeds
on life
beauty is organic
the lip and tongue
of love
from dawn to dusk
how she embodied
my body
we were
as one earth
we are
of one earth
John Lyons
Silk dresses
out of worms
castings
that enrich
the soil
life that
feeds
on life
beauty is organic
the lip and tongue
of love
from dawn to dusk
how she embodied
my body
we were
as one earth
we are
of one earth
John Lyons
All things age
but age
time simply
is
there are
no repetitions
love too
is of an age
timeless
ageless
all things age
but now
now that is
once and for all
all things age
but love
here now
what is
John Lyons

Discovered in 1787 by William Herschel
the Heart Nebula – a mere 7500 light years
away from Earth – can be found
in the Cassiopeia constellation
in the Perseus Arm
of the Milky Way
An emission nebula
it owes its intense red glow
to ionised hydrogen gas
emanating from a small group
of stars near the nebula’s core
Observe how opaque lanes
of interstellar dust create
a heart-shaped silhouette
Dark dust lanes and dim stars
laws of entropy and attraction
and all the artists harvesting light
and love in our twilight world
John Lyons
I write free from
the pressure of praise
my words go
largely unnoticed
and my subject
is what I see and hear
and feel –
during the day
I count sparrows
and at night
the outer stars
and how we so
reveal ourselves
in our acts of love
Not for no reason
are the flowers
we bring
to our host’s table
soft-petalled beauty
that knows its place
that fills our lives
with guileless grace
So when I took your hand
it was to hold it forever
it was for our love to be
contentment’s face
John Lyons
The squeal of seagulls
just a mile or so inland
circling above the houses
observing how the other half live
the tidy backyards and
the gardens in disarray
I see the warm glow of sunshine
on bushes and fences
the bare trees scarcely stirred
in the early morning breeze
Much to be thankful for
in this land of plenty
in which there is time
to savour the peace
and make the most
of the love in our lives
John Lyons
Jeanne Duval was the Haitian-born mistress of Charles Baudelaire. She is captured in the portrait (1862) below by Édouard Manet

When, on a warm autumn eve, my eyes closed
I breathe in the fragrance of your warm breast
I see happy shores unfurl before me
lit up by the fires of a monotone sun;
A languorous island where nature produces
Strange trees and luscious fruits;
Men with slender vigorous bodies,
And women who stun with the candour of their eyes.
Led by your fragrance to these charming climates,
I see a port teeming with sails and masts
All wearied still by the sea swell,
While the perfume of green tamarinds,
That drifts in the air and fills my nostrils,
Melds in my soul with the sailors’ songs.
Charles Baudelaire
(translation by John Lyons)
Parfum exotique
Quand, les deux yeux fermés, en un soir chaud d’automne,
Je respire l’odeur de ton sein chaleureux,
Je vois se dérouler des rivages heureux
Qu’éblouissent les feux d’un soleil monotone;
Une île paresseuse où la nature donne
Des arbres singuliers et des fruits savoureux;
Des hommes dont le corps est mince et vigoureux,
Et des femmes dont l’oeil par sa franchise étonne.
Guidé par ton odeur vers de charmants climats,
Je vois un port rempli de voiles et de mâts
Encor tout fatigués par la vague marine,
Pendant que le parfum des verts tamariniers,
Qui circule dans l’air et m’enfle la narine,
Se mêle dans mon âme au chant des mariniers.
— Charles Baudelaire
As the sun sets
so the day sags
evenings can be
so long
stars so distant
and the moon
so fickle
At dawn the silence
is broken – foxes
gnashing their teeth
sparrows restless
in their nests – magpies
already getting down
to business
I have places to go
things to do and
words to say such as
I love you
John Lyons
Alors que le soleil se couche
alors le jour s’affaisse
les soirées peuvent être
si longues
les étoiles si lointaines
et la lune
si inconstante
A l’aube le silence
est cassé – les renards
grincent des dents
les moineaux agités
dans leurs nids – les pies
déjà au travail
j’ai des endroits où aller
des choses à faire et
des mots à dire comme
Je t’aime
Timesickness
loss of gravity
we are all adrift
in space
Forget the puns
it truly is a human race
against the clock
and against the loss
of direction and of
a solidarity with the earth
the land and sea and all
the flora and fauna and
whatever warms the heart
yet does not overheat
the globe but ushers in
a lasting climate of love
John Lyons
To be older is not
to be aged or antique
or ancient or passé
or frail or forsaken
or to be dyed
in the wool
or to be mutton
dressed as lamb
To be older is neither
to be forgotten
nor remembered
nor to have lines drawn
across the forehead
or circles under the eyes
or to be a big noise
or to suffer in silence
or to be seated
in the corner
with curtains closed
nor to eat bread
without crust
nor to be butter
without jam
To be older is neither
to deny nor to affirm
nor to chatter without teeth
nor to put duty before love
nor to sleep with all the angels
nor to rearrange the stars
nor to believe in the past
to be older is not a vocation
nor a vacation nor an excuse
for a reason
nor a missed opportunity
nor an opportunity
not to be missed
to be older is to be younger
as time goes by
John Lyons
Corrected version
Love thicker than blood
deeper than any sea
freer than any air
an incandescent fire
sky cannot shelter it
nor the moon illuminate
its furthest actions or
its deeper recesses
love longer than time
more encompassing
than any space
more succinct
than any word
No battle can ever
defeat it no betrayal
ever taint it
Love thicker than blood
more compelling
than any kiss
love is what it is
John Lyons