Lately night demons
armed with maps and
searching questions
are slain and drained
with little pain.
I walked barefoot
over broken glass
But if it wasn’t thus
it wouldn’t be me
with you now us
So I wouldn’t change
the smallest iota;
you’re where
I’m supposed
to be

I hear their voices calling
from arboreal gloom
The things in the forest
luring children to their doom

The pumpkin faces grimace
glistening in the dusk
Mist rising in the darkness
A cloying hanging must

A cursed hollow in the depths
Gnarled faces in the bark
Gentle songs waft on the wind -
then screaming in the dark

Villagers search frantically
kin missing from their bed
a hopelessness and sorrow
and endless, gnawing dread

Rivers of gold and red
collide o’er carpets of must
Flow to frozen fronds
caught in shimmering
shrouded white mists

Melting in longer days
to heavy dewy scents
of saps and green alchemy
twisting, sensing, exploring
transcending nights

Starlit glass sparkles
reflecting the roar
of maelstrom mirages
the could-be but-isn’t
trapped and impatient
like a pacing lioness

The distant hills brood today
cloaks of mist streaming skyward
stealing colour from the world
Sunlight bleeds faintly
through an ethereal wall
The frozen air a watercolour wash

The kind of person
no-one wants to know
She wears her sincerest smile
ignores their whispers,
and head raised,
looks them in the eye
every
single
*******
day.
It’s the only thing
to do
(apart from finally
ending it)
But mountains
were easier to climb,
and amidst the
coloured powder crush
underfoot
of her former soul
There’s really not
much left
in the tank

Fallen angel, sunken
in seas of secrets
Lost from fields of
powder spun sweetness
Tumbled from the ocean
of heaven’s floor
Seduced by wanting
and needing more
Dripping with lies
cloaked in filth
cried acid rivers
while coveting wealth
Look past grey wolf eyes
and 5 day stubble
Inside still golden
and that’s the trouble

Sky torn escarpment
where cold rain stings your cheeks
In the bleak undertow
of venomous day dreaming
Fight poison soaked instincts
and breathe