Monthly Archives: July 2015

In…

In remembering you

There is much

I forget.


Everything

    

Learning

To see

Everything 

And seeing 

Nothing. 


Hideaway

Never

Was there

A hideaway

That was not

Hidden. 


Tell It

And we will tell it

With a background

Blurred behind us

Piano concertos 

Swelling to fill

The gaps left 

By our silence. 


‘For the Neverland is always more or less an island, with astonishing splashes of colour here and there’ 

 J.M. Barrie


Outside

Rain falls

Endlessly

Umbrellaless

Outside

I step

Into the wet

Very wetness

Of  outside. 


Choice

Choice;

The greatest

Of freedoms

The freedom

That can 

Leave a man 

Enslaved.