#29 healing poetry; starlight steeped souls

I fall asleepto the moontide,noontide, after-in-between darkthat I thought smelledonly of the spaces between yourlegsI tasted the dawn, brieflybefore skipping to the nexttown for coffeeand I held his handfor a moment – his soulthe water stills at timesWhere you least expect toSee the reflection of theWorld as something beautifulBut there you stoodSlightly unsure, totally misjudgedInContinue reading “#29 healing poetry; starlight steeped souls”

Where Tides of Emotion Pull

It starts in my stomach,Or maybe my mind,A softly whispered ‘no’ And when I try to struggleWrestle it awayIt sticks harder to my insides Whispering ‘no’ I think I love him already,And I want it to workBut the feeling inside Whispers ‘no’ I feel like the broken one againThat there is some missing partA ribContinue reading “Where Tides of Emotion Pull”

The Writing Balm

When we stand in drifts of rainThat bathe our bodies underTrees that shudder in windCarrying new seeds to new placesWe know that nature is somethingto fearand to wonderat.I wonder at the rows of tulipsBright like freshly kissed lipsat dawn, and it reminds meof sweeter holds in bedroomsI’ll never visit again. I didn’t wander lonelyI wanderedContinue reading “The Writing Balm”

A Type of Wisdom, Maybe

Fascination seems to me a typeof Wisdom.Lost in the awe and maybethe wonderof Ordinary thingsLike how she singsintheShower.I hang the clothes outto dryin airthat shouldn’t be thereAccordingtoRationalityI shouldprobably digest the requestto lock my soul upand guesswhether he wants my tongue on his dickor myassIt’s an ordinarysortof wonderat the strange ways we twistactions and behaviorsinto mindsintoContinue reading “A Type of Wisdom, Maybe”

Timing

It took a little timeFor her fingersTo get to gripWith the gripOn those strings She pulled time fromA clock with her handsTied in a knotAnd knotted an hourOf mine And the music playedIt was haunting, and frayedLike she wasn’t so sureShe could finish the songShe was wrong Her hands took a momentAnd stretched itTo unfoldContinue reading “Timing”

Irish Wake

I know tomorrow,when the world grows steadyand quiet –we’ll close the curtains,mute the sounds of modern life,and stand for a momenthands clasped,hearing the rasp ofbroken footsteps at middayThen, the coffin will travel,with flowers growing oldin the air conditioning ofa herse, with cracked leather seats. For now, we stand round, and drink and eat around aContinue reading “Irish Wake”

Camille T. Dungy – ‘Let Me’

It’s been a while since I’ve posted a poet spotlight, it’s been a while since I’ve read a poem that made me think, feel, indulge in the words written in that particularly emotional way. I really wanted to find something that made me feel, that made my joints feel sparked, in some way before IContinue reading “Camille T. Dungy – ‘Let Me’”

#28 healing poetry; lead me to your love

Your heart is breaking And you wish you could follow the deadWhere their eyes would still recognise youWhere they’d take your life instead Your heart is breaking You’re tired and out of timeYour body is less alignedWith what they call the real worldBecause you don’t watch to match your footsteps With a world that brokeContinue reading “#28 healing poetry; lead me to your love”

Twin Touch

I touched you brieflyTonightA whisperSoul to soulWhich reached youIn time forYou toMove on. Twins once, twins forever. I was asked to remember youAnd bubbling joy came to my mindFingers outreachedThough I never knew youIn this time Twins once, twins forever. I love that you protected meIn some spiritual wayThat I can’t put words toBut theContinue reading “Twin Touch”