Monday, June 27, 2022

I told the sky and the sea
my secrets
but they whispered them to the wind

Sunday, June 26, 2022

ink like tears
stain the page

the salt on your skin

in my defence
the ink ejaculates

I cannot swim through the darkness

I am blind

the tentacles suffocate me

she escapes
she is forever out of reach

the ink pixilates and dissolves
washed away in the storm

light pierces the sea to a depth

on the beach I breathe

I do not write this in ink
it is merely electrons

on the screen
then in the cloud

she escapes
she is forever out of reach

the sun

I burn in her presence
I burn in the cold without her

sleep Leviathan
let Andromeda be
I am not Perseus
you deserve your hero

I am cast on the beach
and in my solitude, my solace
is to listen to the waves

I write your name in sand

Saturday, June 11, 2022

reading Nikita Gill's twitter feed, full of poems, and
suddenly crying
I had to stop
too much
too much for my naked heart
I didn't even reach the beginning of June
just a few days

too much
too much

Saturday, May 28, 2022

I hope this letter finds you well

I hope that the blue sky holds you in his arms

I hope that the silence between us is full of trust

I hope that between each line the green tendrils and rich sea scapes connect

I swirl

I am enchanted

I hope for you happiness

I am disconnected

I am alone

I dream of connection
and I hope

always the blue sky

every morning I look for you

I seek but do not see

that I carry you in my blood and in my heart

you are the air I breathe

you are my friend and I love you

Thursday, April 21, 2022

they're there
quite quiet
as the dawn sweeps across the planet

I meditate in the April light

new leaves and fading blossom
it turns
it turns
our planet
the solar system embedded in the Orion Arm
our galaxy

birds wheel in flight

the mud slowly settles
in the stirred mind

note and

they're there,
my thoughts,
of you and the blue sky,
I let them go
and start my day

Saturday, March 12, 2022

the sunset of love
a long night
waiting for the dawn

Monday, February 21, 2022

you know that I love you right
I mean full on
think about you constantly
love you

but you're married
have been for years
and I believe he makes you happy
and I want you to be happy

I tell myself it is obsession
there is no reality
no basis in shared reciprocity
mutual interaction
and yet
you own a corner of my soul
it is only love
and I'll live

Monday, February 7, 2022

my mind
my meditation
sitting on my mat
with my back resting against the wall

my room
my Earth
my liitle corner of the universe

Saturday, January 22, 2022

Friday morning:
I feel too full of can't this morning.
Can't cope.
Can't deal with it.
But I am trying to can.

Friday evening:
I could
I did
I can

Saturday, January 1, 2022

trying to find my voice -
trying to keep going +
trying to be positive /
trying to just be *

the 2020s so far have been challenging
and I wonder what's next
pointers to memories
a stack of work
a heap of new change