CINQUAIN FOR THE RISING OF MY DAWN
I rise Up everyday Like the glorious sun But I fail sometimes to reach my Summit And yet I learn With every night That the darkness can be The easiest place to look for The light
Read More…Month: January 2015
LIVING
I am angry, Tired, sleepless, restless, Bitter, torn And twisted. I am tearful, Frightened, silenced, muted, Mixed up, maddened And pestered. I am bloody Boiling, brooding, blushing, Bending over Backwards. But I’m alive Surviving, breathing, breaking, Living, learning, Evolving.
Read More…MOTHERS CHILD
We are carved and we are cared for, Cuddled and coddled all our lives, But we are, will always remain A mother’s creation, the love And labour of the hands That first held us. I see you In me, in the minutes so simple, In the moments so precious, Sometimes so predictable, Other times obscure. […]
Read More…THE DARK ABYSS
Darkness Like a blanket Pulled too tight On a warm day And sweeps Over the body And seeps, Like a sickness, Beneath the skin. Darkness, Like clouds blocking Out a summers sun, Covers life from light And sucks, Like a leech, At love And laughter. Darkness, Like the enemy, Fakes falsities To befriend you Then […]
Read More…FOLD IN THE SHEET
Lost in the fold in the sheet That separates us, so close We slumber, in our own reverie, Slipping apart in the trappings That coil around us, while you Do not turn to look, to see me Tangled. Lost in the fold in the sheet, My arms caught by my side, My legs entwined in […]
Read More…FLYING IN AIR
I am airborne, Life is being lived Beneath me Amid the flickering lights, In the daunting darkness, Like festive fairies twinkling- All myth and mystery, Miles away Amid mountains That look like molehills, Meandering mechanically In moving motors. I am now living In the breath held, Passing through time, Pausing, Passive, Patient, Pondering possibilities, Playing […]
Read More…FRAGILE BEAUTY
Fragile beauty Caught in the garden, Flickerings of ruby red Tenderly unraveling From garlands of green Amid a day Named ordinary. It is the fairest pleasure, The simplest suggestion of perfection, Nature unearthing itself Onto the world And yet It is the easiest To crush- A cry of crimson Carelessly caught In the chaos Of […]
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