COLOUR IS WAITING

  And still we will come to lick the honey from the purple petal and still we will come to root out the weeds of worthlessness in gardens where others eat up all that is beautiful. Time turns and we, in turn, follow its path, suns set and the moon shows us its song, hold […]

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RISING THROUGH THE RICKETY REDS

  I laid on the floor and touched the marbled perfume of the ocean as it washed over me, waves of flying feathers, a fluid fire of salted foam. I kissed the poison of your lips, once, and did not die as you came over me, next to me, inside of me. Decay is not […]

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THE IRISES OF OUR EYES

  Crazed caught on canvas, caught in colour, thought tempered in sweeping strokes, we can be carried away in seas of grass, coral greens awash in the garden, catch the canvas before its fold finds favour in other fields the mind has yet to fathom, we can be crazy. Quick comes the crow upon the […]

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GOLD TAINTED GRASSES

  Corners come crawling from the fine folds of memory when the lavender was long with laughter beyond the bridge where the lazy water twisted her sky’s blues through rough rock and tufts of gold tainted grasses that I captured on canvas and you kept in glass cases crowded with curated curiosities and empty wine […]

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CATCH THE COLOUR

  Sun sets and then rises and in between we kiss, catch the kisses that come upon the current, catch the kiss, the continent is not always ours to conquer. Tides come and tides retreat, touch is temporary, flesh is polished pink below the sensuous sky but falls from fold like sands in the glass […]

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RED INK

  I love and lose in circles, scratching at skin tipped in ink, trying to find the truth beneath the colours I’ve let others colour in, hiding the paler flesh I held from view, we always need to hold on to something. I am not comfortable over quiet dinners; too much stilled air coursing through […]

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