Tag Archives: poetry

When I say it is she,

I mean she is you.

Fearlessly scale heights,

know they look at you.

Jump and you shall fly,

of you there are few.

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Current Position

Under way from

where I was

to the place

I ought to be,

out in the woods,

postcard stamped,

I’ll throw away

the key.

Telling to told,

somewhere

under the sun

you’ll find me.

Hand clasping,

stone holding

colour of the

deep blue sea.


Leaves rustle,

between murmuring trees.

Air clears restlessness,

settles the unease.

Once doesn’t mean again,

go on, walking calmly

and untroubled,

dreaming the same

familiar dream.


You say it was dark,

you fell before you had light.

Talk, I’m listening.


In your own castle

there’s no matter to wonder.

You’re all lips and hands.


You know by heart what you have yet to touch.


Words, words, words,

real and otherwise.

Steps of tourists’ feet,

carrying tales through time.

Chill in ancient echoes,

shattering temples,

cosmos holds the echo.

Nightbird sings;

dark sonnets, white noise,

monsters and the monstrous,

darkness drawn into void.

Vision light on change,

chain of evil, the Devil’s plague.

Keep them guessing,

tis no place for the faint.