Crawling along a ledge haphazardly
I’m slipping on the edge of sanity
with knives in the soles
of feet out of control
sliding down the sharp edge by gravity.
Already centrally divided,
schizophrenically two sides collided
make the thin edge of a wedge
where I crawl along the ledge.
Terrified of falling, I slide.
Here inside where my heart hides
I endure the roller coaster rides
through [...]
Archive for July, 2007
Balance
Posted in Madness on July 30, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Are You My Love?
Posted in Love on July 28, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Are you my love ?
Are you my only one
After all the others have gone?
Will it last this time?
Can I trust and believe in this?
Are you my love?
I can tell you how I feel when you touch me –
Preciously cherished and valuable.
I can tell you how I feel when I touch you –
Radiantly warm and desirable.
Oh [...]
Body Language
Posted in Life on July 26, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
A tongue in politeness with silence is bound
but a lot can be said by the angle of the head.
A mouth shall speak without making a sound
and eyes express meanings when words are unfound.
Think not because it wasn’t spoken out loud
that it wasn’t heard as clear as sound.
A Touch of the Sun
Posted in People on July 24, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
The river water is cold and cleanses
her hot feet, slipping between dusty toes
slicker than satin sheets.
Her skirt is hitched back in abandon,
chubby cherub toes
wriggle in ecstasy.
Fat ripples the skin on her thighs.
Warm and smooth the huge rock
supports her wide bum with ease.
She tosses her hair back, exposing her face
to the Sungod’s eye in the sky.
Closing [...]
A Bead
Posted in Life on July 20, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
I should no longer rhapsodise about my ex-lover
although I fell in love with the delivery boy
for all of five minutes because his skin
was dark and smooth and smelled rich and sweet
like his skin used to, the morning after a night of love.
And I looked with fondness at a boy whose cough
reverberated in his chest like [...]
Dreams
Posted in Life on July 18, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Dreams are what you make of them.
They entertain your sleep,
Most of them will fade away
Though some will make you weep.
But the only dreams that matter
Are the ones you make and keep
The ones that light your waking hours
And bully you to leap.
We had a dream, imagine, as some other dreamer did
That all the wars are over [...]
The Child inside the Man
Posted in People on July 18, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
There’s a little boy inside him
who’s crying his eyes out
because no-one made him favoured
because no-one loved him best.
There’s a little boy whipping himself
with remorse for the pain he’s caused
and cutting himself down before
anyone else can do it.
There are tears enough here to flood
a river. Dammed and under control,
but always surging at the walls.
There’s also a [...]
