A collection of poetic thoughts:


Ask me in eternity
I walked past the place today.
The place I've known.
The feel of it has changed.
It is pulled outside time.
Distorted. Dreamlike. Surreal.
Our ghosts are still there.
Standing still waiting.
Eyes connected.
Hands clasped.
Souls lost in translation.
Echoes could have been harmonies.

I can trace our outlines with the fingers of my memory.
Ask me in eternity.
We'll be there still
Dusty Geminis

Was reflected, before I knew
Part of me - part of you
Beautiful life, uncompleted
From before, then re-seeded

Slow waiting, to awaken
Before this birth, oft aching
Two mirrored, yet opposites
All lost until, we're offered it

Heart waiting for star-prophet
Soul's memory, forgotten
Still here, but fallen, gone
Now shadows cover my sun

With lost compass and broken clock
Til these dusty Geminis interlock

Wild notes

Twisted strings, blood red

We were opposite and one
Behind these lines, mirrored
We’re wild notes lost in song

Travel me back, in time, in place
We'll be there, star crossed still
My mind retains, cannot replace
Make what was lost eternal

Your transient

Give me lines on glass
The dawn tides
And walking past

Bring me feathery flashes
The midnight moments
And backward glances

Offer me time fractured
The broken pieces
And filtered answers.

I'll take your transient
Over some eternity
You, here, resplendent.

On this day,
Forever and on.
A moment was all.
We were fleetingly one

Restless letters

Shall I be shadowed by the signs
Each step forward, a thousand back
Your name, you, echoes the divine
This heart a prison and soul is glass
Inescapable still - trapped by time
Muted notes scar, despite the cuirass
   And restless letters scream at me
   Stop the noise, return my liberty

Lines on glass
The shape of you
Through time waiting
Just lines on glass
Hand turning, body aching

Like the first
But with fragments
Patterning on me
Still here but absent

As opening bud
Switched on slowly
Unchanged in time
Light in veins only

Darkness cannot see
Opened and adrift
In pure stillness 
You'd fill the rift 


Entirely mesmerised
I'm watching your mouth move
Your lips stretch around each sound
I can't hear the words, only the sound of your voice

I could sit for hours, outside time, just you
Watching you speak, feeling your leg against mine
You are near me, I feel as though I cannot breathe

From the moment you walked towards me
Nervous, awkward, unsure but wonderful
Your pale blue gaze fixed me to you

I am entirely mesmerised


This knight in poisoned armour

This knight in poisoned armour
Takes my hand
Takes my love
Sweet smiles hide dark mind

This knight in poisoned armour
Takes my power
Takes my peace
Forgotten promise, all unkind

This knight in poisoned armour
Takes my soul
Takes my freedom
Dagger touch did I find

This knight in shattered armour
Is ended now
In memory
All entangled to unbind


The message

I sit at the table, furiously drinking coffee and staring at the screen
Thinking about the perils of words
Words, what are words, when they only flow one way
Waiting always waiting
Always on the side of insane, never refrain
Why do the patterns remain?

The only sound is the ticking of my brain
When does it begin?
Lost forever in this aching space
Somewhere yet nowhere
Will true smiles ever return to my face?

The infinite moment is breached by a sound
I’ve heard it before
The message is wanted but never found
Sometimes when the waiting vaguely ends
In that time space, the sound almost plays to my desire
But only enough to cause the path to bend

The direction remains
How ever did it come to now?
When will my thoughts come to mend to a different story?
Did I ever allow this shapeless path, with endless perils?
The path has taken over, the end is sometimes forgotten

Yet the journey is still mine
I walk the road but something else makes the choices
The endless anticipation of a sign, that never arrives
Desire is replaced with despair, then despair with emptiness
I must attempt a rescue but is it too late?


Dead leaves

My tree reached up, it's branches rose
Leaves twisted 'til they found the light
And yet at first I did suppose
Your eyes were filled with deadly night

I wonder now, as time has past
Has instinct dulled to dust
Leaves are slowly twisting back
Green fading now to rust

Petals fall towards the ground
More as each day sails past
Nothing but dead earth is found
Soul decayed unto the last

From smallest speck that I have left
Can I reach beyond the grave
I fear that I'm beyond bereft
Traveled too far to forgave


Written by: Emily Dickinson 

A Door just opened on a street

A Door just opened on a street --
I -- lost -- was passing by -- 
An instant's Width of Warmth disclosed -- 
And Wealth -- and Company. 

 The Door as instant shut -- 
And I -- I -- lost -- was passing by -- 
Lost doubly -- but by contrast -- 
most -- Informing -- misery --


From the telephone by Florence Ripley Mastin

This is a rather magical poem by Florence Ripley Mastin. It is poems like this that make me realise I've a long way to go before I can write so beautifully. Her words. Such emotion. Your voice broke like a flower. Sigh.

Out of the dark cup
Your voice broke like a flower.
It trembled, swaying on its taut stem.
The caress in its touch
Made my eyes close.


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