Thursday 31 December 2009

Copenhagen 2009

Spirit

‘Hey Noah, can you feel a flood

engulf your heart and wash your head?’


Noah

‘Never! No referee will stop

my forward pass onto another’s lap.’

Tuesday 29 December 2009

Auntie in the Care Home

Although she has a death mask on,

a mask has no appeal to her;

a mask may seem a shelter

but hope lies in reality.


In truth. In any simple truth;

her eyes are lusting for its beauty

‘You do feel guilty don’t you?

Because you never visit me!!’


‘I don’t know what to talk about?’

No strategies, no comfort zones;

faรงades have simply dropped away;

Nothing offered in the void. But me.


Monday 28 December 2009

Winter

Falling snowflakes, frail

individuals, fresh

dancers in a reel

are floating close to death


because a few short ticks

will force a change of form;

crystal filaments connect

and sheets of ice are born


but in any cold

person, system, place,

the sun will wash its face

and amber light unfold

power, cracking warm

so ice can flow back home.


Sunday 27 December 2009

Chemistry

Fierce, a wind that flies a kite

bright, a sun enflames delight

tie its string to brother wolf

running through his waves of love.