The palm of my hand rest gently on my hip bone On the border of the thin blanket and naked skin A faint light peaks into the dark room The slow breeze from an obscured fan softly touches the skin of my outstretched arm Lying alone motionless in the place where you should be BreathingContinue reading “Falling asleep “
Category Archives: Poetry
Dark Night
Allow your face to crack contort and disfigure itself As the fountain of sorrow bursts forth from your eyes Allow your lips to bend stretch and melt with grief As tears form salty rivers on your translucent cheeks Allow your heart to feel the tearing crack of breaking As rockslides of sacred moments crash downContinue reading “Dark Night”
Suddenly
In the exhale I inhale this defeat So suddenly this grey driving the colours away The blues go cold Embers in the rain So suddenly this rain In the dark and empty streets Echoing your name For too long This holding on Too familiar with the fighting This letting go of your warmth So suddenlyContinue reading “Suddenly “
Eli Eli Lama Sabachtani
Eli Eli lama sabachthani. At the table of bread and love we shared Eli Eli lama sabachthani. In the garden of tears and futile prayers Eli Eli lama sabachthani On the soft lips of a betrayer friend Eli Eli lama sabachthani. Echoing in words drifting across a fire Eli Eli lama sabachthani. On the cuttingContinue reading “Eli Eli Lama Sabachtani”
Your Name
If I wrote your name with water, and the sun snuck out to steal it. Will I see you in the rumbling storm, or a silver maned tumbling stream? If I whispered your name to the wind, and the seasons came to borrow it. Will I hear it in gentle whispering leaves, or a coolContinue reading “Your Name”
Mirror
Mirror, mirror on the wall. Who are you, walking down this hall? You say it’s you, but all I see is me. Tell me, what’s real and what’s mimicry. Was it you I saw a thousand times? Or simply my reflection, silent mimes? You say it’s you, but all I see is me. Escaping shatteredContinue reading “Mirror”
I Become
I hand you the things you robbed me of. I bow for you where you tore me down. I offer tears drawn by lashing words. I sacrifice the gifts angrily demanded. I embrace the unreasonable punishment. I become the thief, despot, tormentor. I become, I do, so we can both be free.
Black Mother
Do you remember me Black African mother Maria Do you remember me Wrapped on your back Heartbeat I remember you White clinging monkey Warm I remember you My skin craving skin
Angel Wings
Bare foot across the dusty paths I drag those fucking angel wings Black as the blackest of nights All the way back to heavens door I throw them at old St Peters feet Turn a bloody back, say, ‘No more’
I Am A Battlefield
I see my fingers unfurl like a flower Planting my banner in battle blood I see the empty bowls of my hands Plunging into water crystal pure I see black birds circling like a wind Calling peace down their hollow beaks My companion, silence, waits for me Knowledge speaks to me in silence Wisdom findsContinue reading “I Am A Battlefield “
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