Monthly Archives: September 2015

Where

  
Where do we begin

Explaining

The inexplicable.

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The Gaze

The gaze 

A dreamscape

Of petals 

Holding not emotion

But internal weather 

Of their own,

Grey to green

The frost

The thaws 

Speckled with

Desert heatwaves and 

Tropical storms. 

The gaze 

That makes all else 

Irrelevant

Unimaginable

Including the thorns. 


Moving

We never arrived

That is why we kept moving,

Why we’ll keep moving. 


Catch

One day

I will catch you

When I do 

I’ll never

Let you go. 


Lips

The Artisan calls 

To learn from His lips what is 

To be for evermore.  


Infinity 

In silence

We watched 

As minute

Followed minute 

And infinity 

Unravelled.  


Night

Night; and once again 

I find myself waiting for 

The morning papers.