Some things are not talked of
….we do not mention…..
We are silent sometimes.
It is not bravery but
some other form of self defence
….we’d like to call it dignity.
In our darkest hours
….berating our stupidity….
we reach for a scream
and stifle it, strangle it.
There’s nothing really wrong
….When in other lives
illness and death predominate,
….When in other lives
oppression, prejudice and terrorism
reign like [...]
Archive for August, 2007
The Walking Wounded
Posted in Madness on August 25, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
WHAT IS ENOUGH ?
Posted in Love, tagged jealousy, love poetry on August 24, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
I gave you my best smiles and my bearest hugs
I bought the tastiest yoghurt and the most
expensive chocolates
I turned you on all the time
I woke you up to listen to the church bells
on Sunday morning
I let you talk as much as you liked
I kept you up to watch the dawn and wrote
you poems that didn’t [...]
Feeling Guilty About Thinking
Posted in Life on August 23, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
…and when I say that love is something you feel
not something you give and that
when you give, you are actually taking……
you do not frown and argue with me
you do not think in clichés.
…and when I say that guilt is something you choose
to suffer, not something inflicted by them
and only you can accept or alter accordingly…
you [...]
Still Love – Inanities2
Posted in Inanities on August 10, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
If I had to write a poem just to woo you
It would be a still love poem.
It would echo with pleas
Say thankyou for small mercies
And abound with inanities.
It would not touch your heart
Except with pity or contempt.
*
Time takes away the pain
Time heals the wounds
But always the scars remain
That time cannot remove
*
I feared to hold and [...]
Nico – 5 years old
Posted in Children on August 9, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
I love your hair, the long strands
of honey coloured silk that
shine when brushed and float
around your head like a halo.
I love your snub plump little nose
with its fine sprinkle of freckles
and the wide open expressive blue
of your long lashed eyes.
I love the soft silk slip of your skin,
the fragile tiny bones shaping your
energetic body and [...]
Still Love – Inanities1
Posted in Inanities on August 3, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
It never gets any easier, never.
The tolling of laughter punctuates
Embarrassed silence, as the hands
Hidden behind, clutch compulsively
For straws more elusive than needles.
Always the tug, pulling towards a
destination clouded with goodbyes.
Clear eyed but aching, where the
thin line stretches to breaking.
It never gets any easier, never.
To allow your departure without
Screaming at the injustice or
Whining for a future [...]
Beads
Posted in Life on August 3, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
The man in the dark glasses said “hello!’
claiming my time, claiming aquaintance.
He, who was a stranger only seconds ago,
then the past swirled up to greet him
with a wry smile at the sour mistake
of our last goodbye, which broadened
at the memory of our last true laughter
and softened to see this souvenir of the sweet
tingle tangle of [...]
August – Shelly Beach WA
Posted in Life on August 1, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Hopping and swearing and catching breath
in the ankle numbing cold
of half a foot of shallow blue.
Squinting at the bright bleached beach
sharp soled on tiny broken shells.
Grit eyed and brown skinned we bathed
in that shivering liquid salt
scrubbing and gargling like natives.
The half sphere sky cupped us in blue,
the still ocean, striped half a mile out
shelving into [...]
