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
Her skin
Traces of lines are contours Detailing the rise and fall of shape Of a body's bud, blossom and fruit. A map of the present and the past, Her skin has its own history, From the defiant teenage rose (She shows me the secret hearts of a lover, now faded) To the birthdates of her children … Continue reading Her skin
Reframing
On arriving they gently took my coat. Fond wool and warmth, Buttoned high, Moulded to fit and pass Protected through crowd and storm. Its comfort was missed. What they gave me back wasn’t mine. Its shape all wrong, Seams sewn haphazardly, hurriedly What had fitted now hung awkwardly Heavy on my shoulders. The wool itched … Continue reading Reframing
Hâf Hapus/Have hope
In a hinterland of frost and snow No living thing would dare to grow. We lie dormant in the ground Fearing hope cannot be found. Until the sun in glory brave Once again warms up the days. Soothe our souls with gentle rain, While hedgerows leaves and blossoms gain. Rejoice once more to be set … Continue reading Hâf Hapus/Have hope
You shouldn’t walk on the grass
This way I go as I’m told to. This way I walk to obey. Ahead the path I must follow. The path I must walk every day. Broad and wide is the pathway Smooth the ground is to tread. And yet it’s the things they don't see, The things at the sides, that I dread. … Continue reading You shouldn’t walk on the grass
When the words left me
In one instant the pressure and then the click Of a landmine Which you just triggered Not even realising you were on dangerous ground. One small misstep and the world drains of colour Closing in to one breath, One heartbeat, So loud you think they must hear it. All the words fail and fall away. … Continue reading When the words left me
One way
Many weary travellers On their way from A to B. A factory, a process, People delivery. Arrival to departure Planes take off and land. Upon the travellator The in-between folks stand. Easily they travel To where they’re meant to be. They stand, they go, they fly. Everyone but me. I'm on the conveyor That goes the other … Continue reading One way
So you can leave
I'll help you build a boat I'll give you the beams Long hours I'll stand beside you Shaping each timber Until it's strong and watertight I'll show you the stars So you can find your way I'll try to teach you about the tides And the unruly storms and waves Until you can go safely I'll … Continue reading So you can leave
Our Pompeii
The ground trembles almost imperceptibly where he lies. Under the surface heat and pressure build. I lie down in ashes but I rise as a phoenix. Beside him I flutter and fan into glorious flame. When the desolation comes he’s there beside me. All the world and time is swept away. Long after the burning when the ground is cold Our bodies can be found in the dust Clinging to one … Continue reading Our Pompeii
The unknown thing
I was born under the sun and stars and rain I was shapeless and unknown I had no form or purpose I rejoiced in the sun and I cried in the rain I could not be defined . They came with sticks and stones To put me in my place Not knowing I was already … Continue reading The unknown thing
E. Travelli 