Tonight
Tonight I am glowing.
I am wearing my feelings on the outside.
like a new outfit,
The colour not yet faded,
The cloth uncreased.
I dance past the mirror
on light feet.
Admire the cut,
Note how well it fits,
How it brightens my eyes,
Puts a swing in my hips.
I look in the wardrobe.
Worn outfits left to hang,
Accessories stuffed in drawers,
Shut w...
Monday 9th November 2015 9:48 pm
Going Back
I search for me in a place
where we used to live.
Moments in time
Flicker by.
A series of stills.
When suddenly...
There I am
huddled at the bus stand
puffing out smoke rings
and listening to the sound
of taffeta snow hitting frozen ground.
And then as we walk on the Gill Way,
Jaws numb with the cold,
I come galloping galloping,
flat out, ha...
Sunday 8th November 2015 7:12 pm
Cornwall
The orange disc of the sun
is slowly engulfed by the black horizon.
Our faces glow in the flames.
A soft breeze cools salty sunburned skin.
The fire cracks.
A dog barks.
The tide rolls in and in and in.
Our children are sihouettes,
yelling
racing
chasing waves
or standing still
heads down, side by side,
savouring the sensation
of sand pulled thro...
Saturday 7th November 2015 12:13 pm
SafetyWarning
My tongue doesn't cut like a knife
It's a chainsaw
Less sneaky
Less Precise
Powered by fuel, it wades in.
Chopping, tearing, spitting out chunks
Until all that is left is a stump
Friday 6th November 2015 10:22 pm
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