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Sunday, 15 December 2013

Founded

Sure white
Poplin cotton shirt
Purposefully faded
Light blue denim jeans

Saturday morning
Strolling to the library
& looking back;
There was a certainty

How good it all felt
How right it all was


Cut It - Love of Perfumed Grains of Dust
Christopher's Poetry collections can be found on iTunes and on Kindle by clicking the highlighted links

Saturday, 14 December 2013

Thurlestone Beach

For a moment I was on the seas edge
With no regrets on not venturing out
For with that brief image you carried me

I was taken, in sunshine and darkness
Besides calm waters, and wild oceans
With friends & family & lovers & children

I could tell you of one particular evening
Late at night, with my not yet teenage son
Throwing pebbles absently to a winters surf

That you might detect a sadness
Is neither fortunate nor unfortunate
Truth is what happens; that time happened

Now it is in two peoples
Direct memories
No more to it than that

That it can make those two people cry
Twenty-five years later
That is the thing of love


Cut It - Love of Perfumed Grains of Dust
Christopher's Poetry collections can be found on iTunes and on Kindle by clicking the highlighted links

Friday, 13 December 2013

Resolve

I am not so good at conversation
Thousands of hours, alone in my car
Have taught me only to listen

No clues about how to respond
You said my responses ended conversations
That though is a different skill

Learnt through business negotiations
Thousands of put downs; ideas crushed
Before they had a life to fly

With such darkness
Inherent in my veins

I have to relearn conversation
Become closer to being human
Would that you be would be there

Hitch me up when the rolling stops
Nudge me when the jukebox sticks
Persuade me with a smile and a hug

I will leave the car at home
Put on my walking shoes
& listen to you, while we’re strolling


Cut It - Love of Perfumed Grains of Dust
Christopher's Poetry collections can be found on iTunes and on Kindle by clicking the highlighted links

Thursday, 12 December 2013

Communiqué

There was a speedy response
Be thankful for that
Don’t try to tear apart
Her every word
Don’t deconstruct the message
To find your own meaning
& next time
Besides saying thank you
Give something
Of yourself
Open a window
That her life might blow on in


Cut It - Love of Perfumed Grains of Dust
Christopher's Poetry collections can be found on iTunes and on Kindle by clicking the highlighted links

Wednesday, 11 December 2013

Before The Newness Wears Off

The light was way brighter earlier
I was encouraged to take my camera to the country
Yet the cold grey wind deterred me

How much easier to think of the past
Feelings from the warm sensations of previous lives
Comforted, inspired by thoughts that flutter

The dark beech hedge, television noise
Knocking on the door, shower water whistling
Nature & humans choices of disturbance

I am inclined towards a quieter picture
Without thoughts of turbulent advancing passions
Yet within I am quite out of control

Set upon by a Romanian philosopher
Lucian Blaga, who had penned a poem called Silence
Using those deeply wounding words of love


Cut It - Love of Perfumed Grains of Dust
Christopher's Poetry collections can be found on iTunes and on Kindle by clicking the highlighted links