A Street
A House
A Room

A Car
A Nook
A Couch

A Book

Opens your mind
Opens doors
Open doors
Open more

More than before


What’s more


Infinity plus four
Is more


Four more than before?

We survive
In the war
Of our mind.

LOVE
           distraction, disruption, deliverance or delightful?

                                                    ­   UNKNOWN


is it anguish or angst?
possibly both
Does one need excuses to be melodramatic?

Your naked body
Pressed on mine
We kissed

I thought that
I should feel
Something

Thrill, euphoria
Lust, love
Or bliss

But no
I felt
Nothing

It took me seven years
to realise
the words in my mind
were too deep for
my mouth to dig up
I thought it was easier
to open my skin
and let the truth
pour down my arms

It took me seven years
to realise
nobody should be allowed
to touch parts
of your home
or hold pieces  
of your heart
that you don't yet understand

It took me seven years
to realise
I will wear these scars
forever
I'll carry them
through every smile
every kiss
every concerned gaze
I'll carry them
to my grave

It took me seven years
to realise
the pain carved
into the walls
of my castle
etchings of
attempting to disappear
are not a story of weakness
but a tale of
how I survived

the moon is asleep
frog jumps to catch an insect
startles moon in pond
18/2/2021

Trout in the pool
grew fat in the shadows
under the branches,

then I cut down the sycamores.

Down came the heron
grey cloaked
up to his knees there
bent
and carrying dusk on his back

The day you died my heart broke
But so did my chains

No longer to see your eyes full of threat
Where once they filled with love

No longer to fear your decision of my failure
When once I was admired

No longer to tread on eggshells around you
For fear of abuse

I am free
And yet I will never be