a wave was just about
to crash upon the rocks
when suddenly it changed its mind
"sod this." it thought
but before it could change direction
something pushed it from behind
Life is and continues to be fractured. As I get older the truths and constants that I held in my hands as law now seem like childlike echoes of something more noble…
Thursday, 7 November 2013
Tuesday, 9 April 2013
the last season
a part of me was
leaving the warmth of your body
I looked across a wasteland
extinguished in that dawn
I looked at you
knowing that I loved you
knowing that I had to let go
you were awake
yet your eyes were closed
leaving the warmth of your body
I looked across a wasteland
broken by a single tree
bare of colour
skeletal and fragile
and how alike I thought
are the seasons of love
to the seasons of the four
Wednesday, 20 June 2012
the woman
she is a woman
I have known women
she looks at me
weighing the potential
I look
you turn away
I turn
you look at me
we both know these rules
you come close
very close
you bump into me
and say sorry
I speak
you listen
you take the voice
and you imagine tomorrow
but you can't know me
or my journey
nobody can
for there are elements in me
that will make nothing
in your science
where you see light
I feel only the dark
we all look
we all speak without words
we are all predictable
I will smile at you
and I will play by these rules
but you will never know my heart
Tuesday, 17 April 2012
the pool
where a memory lives
I am holding onto a past
nobody but you and I can hold
but you have not been here
for so long
I can feel this
for a memory like ours
needs two to make it live
and very slowly
I know it slips from here
Sunday, 29 January 2012
a father's advice
don't read the books
I read
and don't carry my values
as a blueprint for your own
times change
and maybe I wasn't right
don't wait for a god
to speak through you
you have a voice of your own
love is a word with
a hundred meanings
learn them all
as for money and wealth
always remember that
I loved buying for others
more than I did myself
death is inevitable
but know that I will go before you
and that if it is possible
I will wait for you
and finally always remember this
a simple truth that took me years to understand
we are worthless
if we are of no value to others
(As a parent I spend a great deal of time musing over my children's futures. But there comes a point when your advice just becomes your own template. They have to see their future through their own eyes or what is the point of being alive?)
I read
and don't carry my values
as a blueprint for your own
times change
and maybe I wasn't right
don't wait for a god
to speak through you
you have a voice of your own
love is a word with
a hundred meanings
learn them all
as for money and wealth
always remember that
I loved buying for others
more than I did myself
death is inevitable
but know that I will go before you
and that if it is possible
I will wait for you
and finally always remember this
a simple truth that took me years to understand
we are worthless
if we are of no value to others
(As a parent I spend a great deal of time musing over my children's futures. But there comes a point when your advice just becomes your own template. They have to see their future through their own eyes or what is the point of being alive?)
Wednesday, 25 January 2012
broken
conversation surrounds me
like a moat
isolating me further
from the living world
but their words
are incomplete threads
jumbled and meaningless
when set against my thoughts
the heaviness in my heart
empties my eyes into space
I have been here before
I vowed never to return
but here I am again
alone
cold
lost
and broken
like a moat
isolating me further
from the living world
but their words
are incomplete threads
jumbled and meaningless
when set against my thoughts
the heaviness in my heart
empties my eyes into space
I have been here before
I vowed never to return
but here I am again
alone
cold
lost
and broken
the loneliness of a heart
over sharp words
still find their mark
and the sadness pools
in forgotten smiles
the light that shone
on dreams of days
yet to be
goes out
denying tears
denying love
accepting what was always
meant to be
and within the loneliness of a heart
a man breaks beneath
the weight of a fate
and the gravity of a crime
that was always his
Sunday, 11 September 2011
the empty glass
spills
fills
and empties
and empties
our music
our memories and plans
our memories and plans
pulls me inwards
I know you are gone
I know death is final
I know death is final
but my love
in this dark night
with my eyes closed
in this dark night
with my eyes closed
and a heart filled with hope
I still feel the need to reach out
for your hand
for your hand
(I fell in love with a woman who fought and lost a fight. It was a lifetime ago.)
Friday, 5 August 2011
unhappily single
between the memory of your vow
and the taste of your lips
here I sit
watching my shadow fade
and the dark days fall
here I kneel
in torn letters
polarising your past with my present
and here I crawl
broken boned
within the burden of blackened love
Wednesday, 8 June 2011
why we walk away
she was beautiful
smart
young
she made you smile
and you had forgotten how
she filled the cracks in your life
with laughter
and music
and you could have loved her
but your bruised heart
could not hold on
could not grip
the weight within her love
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