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ramblings on a sunny spring day by Fiona Lokot

maybe I will let the words fall out a torrent of pent-up thoughts caught for so long in my heart with nowhere else to go already treading dangerously close to the precipice overlooking the secrets tr… 75 words

Love: I was not made for this by Fiona Lokot

In the harsh light of day, as the sun chases away the outlandish fictions of my heart / (those cruel tormentors that whisper hopeful lies) / I return to the clarity of reason. / Those long nights los… 182 words

dying on the inside losing hope by Fiona Lokot

Hasty decisions led to a lifetime’s bondage. / I collapse in the gravity of long-past choices / And see a grey future before me. / All the voices, the obligations / Tell me to do what’s … 161 words

Waiting for a rescuer? Lonely. Again. by Fiona Lokot

Crickets drone and dogs bark / and music plays on the radio / and blackbirds sing. / The wind is picking up / and the sun is going down. / Think a storm is on the way. / Wonder if there’s anyo… 64 words

Stand Off? A lament on distance and separation by Fiona Lokot

Two figures standing face to face but separate. / A drift of dandelion seeds stirring in the space between us. / The light here is pale green diffused by a thick canopy of summer leaves. / Where to g… 115 words

Imaginary Musings On Companionable Immersion In Nature by Fiona Lokot

Tuesday, 19 October 2010 / In the quiet peace of an isolated hillside, as sunset fades and the stars blink into view, / I lie still in the grass and watch the sky. / It is a clear view, framed by the… 173 words

Musings: I feel like there's a point to my life by Fiona Lokot

Monday 4 October 2010 / The heady pursuit of something new: it drains and weakens me. I become ineffectual and tired / and more alive than ever before. / When was the last time that the weight of the… 153 words

Poetic Musings: An Ode To Tofu by Fiona Lokot

Oh, thy spongy textures and lattic’d innards, / coated in rich black bean sauce. / You satisfy my inmost parts with your high protein content. / You have been hygienically manufactured by machi… 76 words

Two young magpies on my front lawn by Fiona Lokot

5-03-2010 / Two young magpies watched me step out of the car. One of them was busy pecking at something in the grass. The other eyed me and let out a nervous squawk. Their feathers were slightly ting… 174 words

Something about peering into a person's soul by Fiona Lokot

2010-01-02 / Lover and monster. / My desire to read the soul. / What words exist within the frame I see before me? / I would rip you open if I could. / Monstrous longing to know, truly know, who res… 151 words

Late On A Rainy Friday Night by Fiona Lokot

15 May 2009 11:11 PM / I’m sure it’d be easier to write if circumstances were nicer. If the sounds coming in my window were merely the rain, wind and rustling of trees. Instead, these are drowned out… 273 words

morality by Fiona Lokot

What use is outward good behaviour if the mind is darkened by hatred? Change the inside first, and the outside is bound to follow. 24 words

pondering by Fiona Lokot

if every choice i make today / is shaping who i am, / i wonder what i will become / many years from now? 21 words