Would you find me in the dark as I’d find you?
If you were a book, I’d slip upon the page and write you a hymn: To Love The text, an alchemy of lost, of found Shed tears and tangled blooms. I’ll write you a boulevard cradled by oak Swept up in a crescendo storm In an empty room, beneath an altar of glass, Captive, we’ll pray. Words dance through pain, tussle with greed, … Read More words
She was so close. Amber specks haloed the inky pupils of her eyes, glimmered, blind siding him. What was it about her face? Symmetrical yet one calculation off as if a sculptor’s cautious touch, slipped and pressed her left brow. This slight lent her a curious look, a spark of perpetual surprise. She listened to everything with a kind of mental squint. In youth, … Read More
Just before midnight step into the painting not yet painted sit in silence breathless hear the rustling of change something is about to burst like a bomb Humanity : you can’t go back, can’t correct Blow a kiss to the old scatter sorrow to the winds take a leap of faith begin again At the stroke of midnight’s magic Pick up the brush … Read More A Leap of Faith
Beneath a sky of diamonds She knelt Raised her hands to the heavens Perchance he could reach back A gravitational collapse Within a circular path of galaxies and souls Humbled by Divinity His daughter, his blood Born with the stealth of a wolf Fuelled by the heart of a fawn Tenacious as a honey badger Immutable thread: Do you hear her whispers? A spoken … Read More