Thursday 12 June 2014

Message



After the builders broke through the wall
The old blue broken bottle
Lay forgotten at the door
Clear bright message from before
Indigo deep
The sort you just don't see any more
Not something to keep
But to treasure





Thursday 5 June 2014

Vanishing Point




 This is
the point
to which
return

No sound
around
but breath 
alone

Distractions
linger
all else
is gone









Sunday 1 June 2014

Curled Up



Broken bones
recovering
sleepily 
uninspired.

Silent, lost
and stubbornly
so deeply, 
deadly tired.