Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation, or smiling, or watching the world go by
Tuesday, 6 March 2012
Sounds Cape
Sibelius
Are you with me
does the word take you anywhere at all
Shadows made of life
silhouettes in a white or a greyer snow
are you with me
does the brightness take you anywhere at all
Minimalist backdrops
to the foreground of all our dreams
Only the silence pulls apart the tension
Are you with me
does the theatrical take you anywhere at all
Blood drops on the canvas
the initiation, with a knife of gold
Stalactites, mites in close formation
Are you with me
or does the rite of passage leave you cold
a poem from the collection Some Trickier Poems - Love with Conflicts - available as a kindle download or library item by clicking here