I heard your last words
my heart is like a scatty cat
leaping to find
her tail got caught in the
propeller of the
exhaust pipe of
your moving heart
Category: Poetry and Prose
Ebb n flow (pm)
tick tock hurry
kitty catty
tea time buddy
no care no worries
kneading crochet blanket
yes master
your servant is ready
street empty
deafening quiet
not a soul wandering
chapter 5 is waiting
reading or tapping
why don’t I just fold it
to a nap time sanctuary
droopy eyelids
fluttering moth
into a world of slumbering
desert ploughing
mana catching
crispy lips searching dewdrops
for surviving
ouch!
lips bleeding
stop scrubbing
hot and bothered painstaking
then the thundering
fitfully awaken
it’s kitty purring
oh my!
neighbour’s cooking
woofing down kiddies’ laughter
winking to my walls
mate we’ve got this
dinner table for 1
windy pops and ceiling stares
the door chimes ringing
who can it be now
the evening glow edging in
table for 2
rosemary lamp chops
tomato basil relish
no spirit no wine
to the sobering mind
dance with 4 walls watching
sing with kitty listening
love as hurt never left
the black velvet cape
dragging across the empty room
poof!
Ebb n flow (am)
chatty birds
sleeps taut eyes
fairy floss head
stale breath
sand paper throat
cocoon in toasty warm bed
avoidance of the day
flapping eyelids
playing toesies
pouty lips
balloony bladder
shuffling limbs
shite!!!
chilly day
seedy bread
buttering the sky
cinnamon coffee
pull me into the light
the sun is shining
gotta start the day
somehow
stewing in nothingness
a hair past a freckle
the heat itching my skin
right!
vacuum, laundry, washingup
all for a sweaty body
sinking in the tub
blowing bubbles
muffle sound
floating
the world is calm
hiding has its limit
fading is long suffering
so as life
The Nyx riddle
the clock strikes midnight
the ghost shuus
the cat stretches
the shadow falls behind
I am the goddess of the night
Contrast
If the world were black and white
only colours in my mind
the carbon I breathed out
would be crumbled woodchips
the air I inhaled
would grow fruit trees and garden plants
the words I spoke out
would be telegraphic frequencies
the messages I heard
would be effevescent poetry
If the world were black and white
only colours in my mind
the way I love you
would be a lullaby at night
the way you love me
would be a rainbow in the sky
Love is the barricade
I don’t have much good memories of you
Yet you managed to discard things tying me to the few
Do boundaries mean anything to you
How could I trust when I am not respected
You are not a child
No use to throw tantrums to get what you want
Certainly no use to hide your misbehavings
Chance is for whom taking it seriously
Only when I am gone you will stand to be a man
I am the floating jetty
Anchoring between you and your full potential
Affection
I weave you into my world
till overflowing laughter
I weave you into my heart
till beating evermore
The appointment
we ran into each other on a rainy day
the season of affection
you came like a breeze
brushing across my soul
no longer a wasteland
I held an umbrella
walking into your world
no longer perplexed
We met on a rainy day
the appointment of intimacy
Que Será Será
The rain whipping on the window panes all night long
like your wailing across Africa
it woke me like a Tibetan bell
My hair saturated in haze mist
I curled up in fetal position
longing for your embrace
There is no distance in oneness
the void between us is your haunting past
and my imprisonment
My love
I am calling for trust in timing
to be, or not to be
Restless
you are over there
with a void
between your arms
i am here
a shivering body
without cover
Flicker of Thoughts 