hidden under mud slung scrapped from sky
the cloud could wander passing other passers by
dotted paper aeroplanes arc in the crispy smooth
the magic hour acts thriftily with darkening hue
a moonpainting from history, placating starshine bright
protecting veiled memory, drawing in the light
rainsplashed sparks marking the road ahead
twilight can exist; it’s a place outside the head
tiny drips of […]
and all that could be seen were
the stars in the sky
in turn, gazing down upon
ice cubed earth
an ultramarine diamond
under lock and sea.
steal your time
and sparks under moonshine
steal it all under steeled padlock
whisper it forward
so the molecules of speech distil and fall
pattering onto sugardusted leaves
until all that is left
is the glint from your eye.
and you arrive […]
as the luminous glow of a smile once passed through your eyes
scanned closely and quietly back to home silence
a familiar reflection echoes from the past
a some one, a some body
a somebody you used to know
in a lifetime other than these cold hours
we spend our thoughtful years trying to see so clearly
that once vision sought, pass […]
can’t speak today
in words
stolen from perspiring
beaded skin under
sallow glow, injecting
no
healthy tan, no worn parade
this cavalcade of biology
now simply throws through
a prose flow
indelibly scored on the backs of hands
fingers aloft
pointing to constellations
conurbations of sky where
soon the waning fires
may rekindle from flinted spark.
keep your wick burning for me
keep you, just how you’ll be.
shhh…
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