Tag Archives: Poetry


Carry Me


Find me Carry me forward that I may carry you also In my frailty Wrap your body round me as I wrap you in mine I need an ally beyond this modern discontent A feeling state from past-time An arena where hand held mine And tender hearts beat beat Nudging […]

In Your Eyes


In your eyes I see your smile Photograph speaks a Gentle heart un-presuming Not needy for attention But seeking connection With my eyes closed I see yours open Baby-wide with innocent regard Black-lined blue set on Oyster pearl Behind your eyes I feel I know you Or wish perhaps to […]

Sometime Beautiful


something beautiful it’s something real the time i fall apart you will roll me into one you took me by my knee a touch that broke my lips vacant stare was cracked and racked with breath reentering there laid between layers subject to another’s will infant aged dependent still waiting, […]

The Bower Bird Call


The bleeding, dying, dripping, dryingA cry to wash the wind awayFalling left while floating rightThe moon won’t slay the sun tonight You have left me empty-handedStranded by the darkest wayWithout return but lost for futureWaiting for a newborn grave So I sit here, in your eyesDepleted, defeatedWrapped in storm and […]

Affections For You


Affections for you creep up slowly. Like a dream where the roller-coaster falls from its tracks then reappears on course without reason, so my heart explodes without release. Pressure builds and builds, frustratingly so. To pluck the flower before it blossoms would kill the very beauty it promises. It breaks […]

All I Can See


For all I can see The epitome of me To release control and cast to the wind The pressure to understand Unrest swirls Twirls and whirls disrupting A night that could lay still Aching like a rib-caged dog Hunger grows and knows no abate Persistent in its cause to claw […]

When You Have Hope


When hope breathes in you You can open up your window in midwinter The cold that once ate at your uncovered toes Now refreshes your lungs Outside the snow remains deep But I burn deeper

A Cry For Deeper Love


[I feel like] I was fooling around With a tattered cloth in the dark Then someone shone a torch on it And the media frenzied over it While I held my breath, hoping No one would make the obvious statement ‘Look! It’s only a rag!’