Saturday, 19 March 2011

The dream of you is a dream

Frightening in the air
Bleeding in the space between
Bodies unable to touch
Unable to find the point
That contacts
The point that folds into itself
The dream of you
Reveals my structure
My substance
Skin and bone
And blood
And wide, wide eyes

Sunday, 13 March 2011

Alone with myself wrapped in the dark

Alone with myself wrapped in the dark
In the presence of nerves, sinew, tissue and bone
I can only seek and sense, not rest nor rise
Until I feel again the blessed light from your eyes


Tuesday, 1 March 2011

a murmuration of starlings

what is it i see?
4 lines of genetic code
written by God's hand

The sight of the heart

the all seeing eye is within
the heart is a bay
the body is the shore
the tide comes in and out
eternity ebbing and flowing
into the sea
entwining now
with what was
and what will be