The Colour of Darkness

 

A cloak descends at the edge of every page,

Heightening the tension across the stars

A canvas across the embers’ glow

Cradling the need for change.

 

Holding the hush before the dawn,

The sigh of death lingering in darkness

A stage for fireflies' transient dream.

Erasing routes paced out across time,

 

Concepts built up from the beginning of time

Spread out across letters thrown down recklessly,

Pulling you sidewards then backwards

First against the wind, then the echoes of time,

 

Locking down your life into a series of echoes

A measure of light trapped in darkness

An autobiography of half measures

Painting time into something new.

 

(From the forthcoming poetry book 'The Sound of Nothing - due at the start of June 2024)