Island Boy
He was lost
An island within an island
She threw a rope
A starry tow line in wet and molten tar
In the dark, in the shadows
Choked by his scent and fiery heat
Travelled far
He could not find his time and place
But only when he saw her face
Smelt her hair, was touched by her grace
Life it swelled, it raged, it soared
Yet all she saw was a closed door
Trapped on his island, surrounded
Having less but craving more
The tow line it twisted, it burnt,it pained
She cast it out but not yet cut
She held tight, she held firm, she bled
And only let go when she heard him say
But...
Aug 21, 2015
Aug 21, 2015 at 6:29 PM UTC
A sliver of gold can can make a heart turn to rust
A soul into dust
It can stop another dead in their tracks
Frozen in its cracks
Such a small thing she turned in her hand
A life in a band
Hot furious water, wild dangerous seas
Golden wheat fields, lazy bees
Dazed, tired, lost and yet found
Free at last yet utterly bound
Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 5:40 PM UTC
Gin blossoms on hot tears
Dew damp feet and ringing ears
Moonlight scattered all around
Frogs leaping on silver ground
Feathery wild haired dill alert
Soft sage, mint and thyme in the dirt
Sparkling hidden webs catch and tie
Mice scatter, breathe, stop then lie
She wanders, stumbles, stops, looks up
And thinks of her hidden sun in the jewel sky
Jun 26, 2015
Jun 26, 2015 at 7:40 PM UTC
Butterflies...across my face
Is what you said my words were to you
Wings of brown drifting
across two pools of ice blue
Slender fingers laced with red
Outstretched across the bed
And yet there was a pause
a sudden close of doors
Keys clattered and locks shut
A yes, a no,a sighed but...
Hawthorn high and bluebells droop
The morning star, the endless loop
My mouth formed the shape
and you fell out soft vowel
Mine a consonant, low like an owl
Flash of blue, rapeseed gold
A white lace flower
A secret to hold.
May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 6:46 PM UTC
Using my fairest hand
I wrote your name on a scrap of paper,
And slipped it into my wallet
So it would be next to my heart
All day.
So that I could carry you with me
To venerate
Like the bones of a blessed saint
In a casket.
I opened up my box of relics
A testament to loves
Unloved
To hearts broken
To lives unravelled.
An acorn that did not grow into an oak.
A fossil from some petrified forest.
Mocking my broken heart
With it's unthinkable age.
The note, scribbled,
The perfumed scarf.
The poem.
The coaster.
Things.
To remind me
As if I could ever
Forget.
May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 5:26 PM UTC
A late night meditation
Do you remember that soft, red, velvet chamber?
It was dark and warm and whispered sighs in your ears.
Do you remember that soft, red, velvet chamber?
Your finger lazily outlining where the key should be.
Do you remember that soft, red, velvet chamber?
It was a secret place, a sacred place.
Slow beating.
Do you remember?
May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 6:51 PM UTC
Anchor
My Love is an anchor
I am a ship unsteady
Yawling and pitching in a sea of uncertainty
But I have a secret anchor
Deep within my hold
Deep within me
He is my anchor
He is my my point of blue
My secret
He locks hard
He locks true
He is forever my point of blue..
May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 6:04 PM UTC
The only face
I want
The only face
to see
The only face
to kiss
The only face
to keep
The only face
to Love
The only face
is his in golden sleep.
Apr 3, 2015
Apr 3, 2015 at 8:17 PM UTC
Love is silent
It needs no words
It is hot breath
Nothing more, nothing less
On my neck
Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 7:20 PM UTC
Molten Mercury swallowed whole
Love is a crucible turning all things gold
Sunlight dancing on your dark still waters
Love needs no words only drawing in quarters
Perfectly one now, perfectly blended ,
But what is left when love is ended?
Mar 28, 2015
Mar 28, 2015 at 7:18 PM UTC