Poetry

  • Alleyways

    Slinking down alleyways, thrilled by the rippling dark. Black upon white, cold stone. Daisies tilt their heads: smile. Axes bite into crimson bone, dwelling in the corners of the corners. Pure. Devilish. A curious mix. Grace breathes life into fire.… Continue reading

  • For Love

    People call them boundaries. I just call them walls. To keep the love in. Or out. I could use a boundary or two. But what would I be if it wasn’t for love? What would I be if it wasn’t… Continue reading

  • Life As It May

    Morning. White haze beyond the window. Eyes, hands, hair; a warm blanket nest. Coffee, a whisper. Peace and a day? Or a splash of grey? Soft. Beyond the sunrise. Life as it may. Continue reading

  • Tonight

    Tonight I tear again. The ache of a mother remembering her ducklings, sweet. It’s a long, long road to the deep end of a soul. And some days ripple and crash more than other days do. The rain falls inside.… Continue reading

  • Disabled

    Imagine. If the highly sensitive folk labelled those who are not like us: disorder, disabled, broken. Imagine. Just imagine that. And we’re the broken ones they say. The ones who paint a canvas as naturally as the sun paints the… Continue reading

  • In The Arms Of A Dream

    If I sit with you. On the patio, by the sunflowers. If I find you with my soft and steady gaze. If I give you my heart, if I whisper your name will you hold me? In the arms of… Continue reading

  • Soon

    I know you hear them. The bells that ring for you sing for you bring for you the stepping stones of destiny. What if I were to tell you it’s all much easier than you think? What if I were… Continue reading

  • Free To Fly

    ‘If I am free to fly,’ said the girl to the moon, ‘why are my wings still closed?’ ‘Because you have not yet decided to flip the closed sign to open,’ said the moon. To the girl. Continue reading

  • Lake Humanity

    People say there are certain truths that whistle louder through the weeping willows of lake humanity. Love bounces and drifts over the still waters, sweet and true. Hate gathers in clumps of stone and ice and shatters the peaceful flow,… Continue reading

  • Let Us Dance

    Hold me with your eyes. Feed my aching night, lover sweet, and I will be your spin and tumble and roll into the haze of the forgotten day. The air around me soars with the thrilling madness of you. Take… Continue reading