Tuesday 30 July 2013

Blur


Time tests the truth’s conviction
Makes deformities of dreams
Cauterizes weeping memories,
Fades the colour from the scene
Wraps you up in gauzy tedium
Swaddles you in everyday
Until your skin is yours again
And all the want just melts away

Sunday 28 July 2013

Daffodil



It’s late, too late
In such a state
In such a state
Of open mouthed audacity
And open eyed lucidity
Open wounded helplessness
You’re lying
Flying through your pointed teeth
I see you now for what you are
See everywhere you’ve been
Fiend
Preying like an insect
On the underside of stones
You came out
And found your cold blood
could be quickened by the sun
You’ve had your fun
I’m calling it a day

Pretty Little Ditty



One day we’ll up and disappear
Shake the dust out of our hair
Abandon records and possessions
Take wing,
In search of sweeter air.

Feathered Forever



The barbs of feathers are feathered
Imagine if it went on so forever & ever & ever.

A Thought



Much of the beauty & the tragedy of the human condition is born of our ability to envision & share impossible ideals.

Thursday 25 July 2013

14



Hips and elbows
Knees and spine
Draining blood from lips
And fingertips
You’ve really nowhere left to go
But still you run.
As though you might escape yourself
Catch some finish line, be someone else
Your blood, our blood
Is water in your arteries
Vapour in your veins
Your blood, our blood
Venom on your lips and fingertips
Your hips, your elbows
Knees and Spine
Empty vessels echoing
Bone whistles, splintering
Tainting hallowed places
Staining them with pain