Darkness before the dawn
Are they your wings I hear / throbbing in my ears? / Your feathers touch my shoulders / sloped from burdened years.
Above the clouds
look for the nick / that starts to tear / to catch a glimpse / above / the day.
comforting my friend
For while you’re true to who you are, / serpent’s wish tall poppies fall.
Moonlight and sugar fright
While water’s still, they may seem, / beneath it sirens keen
The rooster’s on my steering wheel / So I never need to toot.
(There are) crusts of toast where you’d least like them most
Don’t piss off a poet
The floodgates have opened / And the dam has burst. / Issuing forth / this hurt-filled verse.
A thank you to all who have shown me support
Perspective, each has given me – all those who know me best.
So she waits forever more / under the loquat tree.
In your moment
Or are there voices taunting you / with loving words of care, / but expecting the impossible …
They say you’d never / ever make it through / so tell me, girl, / Would you do it for love?
The teddy bear tree
Down beside the old Teddy Bear Tree / if you look very closely you might see …
… at dinner
his hands smelled of rosemary / when he cupped them ‘round my face / planted a gentle forehead kiss / to atone for his disgrace
true love once tested falls foul in one’s mind
“Pick up that orange skin,” / she shrieked and pointed there / to a corner in my doll house / and a fairly mouldy bear.
Well, today I’m taking the side of my feet / They deserve to wiggle their toes
I carry in my wounded heart / Eve’s knowledge of her kin / that loss of purest innocence / and other forms of sin
In this single fixed point in time / Beyond the physics of atoms, matter or mass / My consciousness, eternal