One night in a meteor shower,In a dazzling flash of starsInto my world collidedA radiant being made of glass Too fragile to beholdWith my raw and naked eye I could only peek in glimpsesTelescopically and slightSo wonderfully reflectiveSomething different every timeIn with the alien elements Many echoes that were mineI saw the softness of a … Continue reading Collide-oscopic
Category: Poetry
How I learned fire burns
Nights are cold I find alone And distant here and there The firelight of others Two people huddled Close in each other’s glow I imitate them best I can forage Build up the wood Strike the rock Still I sit in the dark I need the right sticks I tell myself The perfect leaves Strike … Continue reading How I learned fire burns
Hiraethu
Don’t wish you’d left, DearWhen you might well wish you’d stayedThere in the distant streetsMemories of where we playedMaybe you’ve heard storiesAds from a far-off landWhere the sunshine seems much brighterWhite-toothed people perma-tannedThe allure of a different voiceWhich speaks exciting wordsAnd maybe in another earYou’ll finally be heardAnd yet your mind it whispersOf the place … Continue reading Hiraethu
Dreamstalker
I dreamt of something.A web you’ve woven around me,Warm and finest feather soft. Made ofSensuously whispered reveries, wordsWhich become a songMy heart gladly sings,Our favourite lullaby.You close my eyes.Asleep I fly with remembered wingsTo all the places we could go.You’re all the things you could beAs you lead me to dance so joyfullyThrough every sensation … Continue reading Dreamstalker
The quiet places
Alone in the quiet places of whispers, Sighs and prayers where words Are solemnly kept in black and white I unfurl I unfurl I unfurl In the gentle music of the rolling tide At setting sun where the seagull soars And cries of longing the freedom of the air I unfurl, I unfurl, I unfurl … Continue reading The quiet places
The light of day
Here, in the dark, I can't move on. The path is lost, the light is gone. No star above to show the way Nor mem'ry of a brighter day . I can't go on, I can't be led, I have a rock stuck in my head All night I roll it here around On the … Continue reading The light of day
Hiding in plain sight
I borrow a smile, or a gesture. The way he walks, The way she styles her hair, A certain laugh, A way to shake a hand. I pin these things I find to my chest Like discarded leaves from the forest floor, Dead layers of camouflage, But underneath I disappear.
Catching fish
Together in the water, Knee deep in it, I feel so unsteady, uncertain, It might as well be up to my neck. My surefooted neighbour stands poised, Keenly watching the flow, Understanding the form and movement, Knowing when to dip and flip out a fish. I don't see what she sees. The patterns of the … Continue reading Catching fish
A time to rest
And now it’s night and so to bed To soothe this aching in my head. To let the bright of day depart And rest this burdened mind and heart. This busy world too much to bear, So much to do and not much care, A thousand things and all are tough, My fragile mind is … Continue reading A time to rest
At it’s heart
I was lost, I don’t know where In a place I call despair. Too far one day I strayed inside Looking for a way to hide. There is no rest in this dark place Where wrongs and hurts and monsters chase. A day, a week, a month, a year Lost in this mess of evergreen … Continue reading At it’s heart
E. Travelli 