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Monday, 17 November 2014

0 So gentle and blue

The waves rose to greet me like old friends did, 
and I was more than willing to say hello back. 
There I stood, swaying slightly on my two feet. 
Waiting for something, for someone. 

A voice, a lightning. Anything
The water lapped at my calves, eager like a dog. 
Another step forward, eyes shutting close 
despite the gentle blue oblivion before me. 
Waiting, again. Anything.

One by one, they began 
to rise from the water.
And none, I saw, bore my face.
A wail slipped through the cracks.
A step back ... then another, tentative.
The waves hissed, angry.
Behind me, life was waiting.


Friday, 22 August 2014

1 Untitled

The night loves you better than anyone else. She drapes darkness all over your body, comforting you, hiding you; leaving you faceless, nameless like everything else. History has no place here. Home is the star-strewn sky above your head.


Sunday, 15 June 2014

0 Fragments and fragments

My life of late is like knowing there’s a full moon, breathtaking and glorious, hanging overhead and then there’s me, looking at the ground all the time.

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"No, I don't think my parents will worry if I told them I'm no longer interested in life."

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I have so many things to say to you and you and you and you. But I don’t think you could bear them so I leave them be; I let them grow on my tongue. This, I believe, is the first sign of my heavy, festering silence.




Monday, 19 May 2014

0 SEEKING FOR:

Kindness, several spoonfuls of sugar, stolen breaths, the stars in my sister's eyes, a child dancing in circles, a mother who bakes, lovers I made up, balloons the sky ate, trees that swallow kites, a steady hand, a home that smells like cookies, rogue planets, a pocket big enough to contain this world, wild roses to prune, longer happy epilogues, and a day when giving up is no longer an option.