Four Arcs of Belonging Hope Series of Micro Poetry In the hush Before morning, I hear it— A small hum Threading the silence.Hope speaks In the language of almost, Of maybe, Of not‑yet.I rise Because it whispers. ****I thought hope Was a lantern— Something I carried.But it grew Like a pulse Beneath my ribs, A… Continue reading Poems from my pending book – Four Arcs of Belonging.
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Anticipation
Anticipation Starting a new chapter Anticipation New period of rapture Anticipation Tick all the boxes Anticipation Expecting lots of validation Throw out procrastination Anticipation Putting aside old wrongs Clean sheet being strong Anticipation Damp down expectations Anticipation Waiting for adventure, to hatch Anticipation
Yearning
As I search the roads of this eternal maze I just find dark corners and more dead ends Searching and searching to ignite the blaze With short term lovers or just good friends Where is the love I am yearning towards To worship my body and cherish my mind The soul mate, lover, giver of… Continue reading Yearning
Dead dreams Live Dreams
Today my dream seems set to rust Think it’s past it, reduced to dust Gossamer threads colour my day Looking at a horizon layered in grey Sure the dark is pulling me in. Hold my dreams, in my hand Sifting their hues, there’s a bright strand Hold that strand towards the light Twinkling green, then… Continue reading Dead dreams Live Dreams
Mystic schemes
Mystic schemes Precious dreams You are there Buyer beware Syntillating thoughts But a row of noughts Wishful thinking Hopes long sinking You are chasing the new Leaving me to rue Mystic schemes Precious dreams Maybe really nightmare screams Smash them all to smithereens Find a way to recreate Precious dreams not parlous state.
Dilemma
Dilemma Jump into the abyss What will my landing be Will I hit the labyrinth Will you be there to catch me Treasure Explore the winding paths together What will my role be Will we explore, a joint endeavour Will you smother me Dilemma
Tides
Tides Tides wash along the shore Ebb and flow for ever more Relationships also ebb and flow Sometimes falter sometimes grow Times of dark and times of sun Always working, when attached to fun Sunny moments dispel the grey Keeping up with feet of clay Are we walking hypnotised Just trying on relationships to find… Continue reading Tides
I got carried away
I got carried away by our interaction I know it was a source of mutual attraction I got carried away by your seeming caring Those whispered words and the texts endearing I imagined we shared something special at times I am sure we did, but we were fleetingly aligned You had the others Then there… Continue reading I got carried away
Converging Lives. Sounds, Silence and Imagery 