diss-olve

this container is filled to overflowing by your love, and so destroyed this mind is overwhelmed by true high concepts from above, and so destroyed this heart is burst time and again with your infinite radiance and charm opening and growing in peace, on wings of a white dove, and so destroyed these eyes are …

m(ask)

i get to write with the authority of the broken it lends authenticity to these grabbed words   numbed by years of neglect (i was abandoned by the first and only pen I owned) left to bleed poems onto the walls of a dark cell of internment fingering a crimson scrawl that grew into dead …

morning glory

https://youtu.be/Wm54XyLwBAk   slate slices fall as rain sheets of the stuff greying out the sky and my mood is sombre mostly it fits the weather this is how it feels here damp to your bones grim up North and yet the slightest hint of colour brings joy unrelenting occasional blue skies daffodils in the park …

eggzipit 1 (groan!)

  crunching a verb or two between these rock hard teeth creates a jumble of letters to bounce off the page and fires up an idea that whilst a  leap could result in the zipping of this word melt in a long egg of sorts   I began the series again after Quadrille #44 so …

shift happens

  how to un-zip (my soul) cannot carry this weight any (longer) growth is so painful new limbs at my (age) requires a stretch i cannot make without (something) breaking is how it all (feels) like reality is moving to a new (paradigm) shifting view   submission for De's prompt at dVerse and another poem for …

sacred is

the place where i tread my path knowing not where i go   the rhythm in my hands and my heart pulling music from the void   and then there was sound   the vision of you in myriad forms human and not human a voice in all things   the darkness where i find …

triplicities

  fire in the egg                 you never know soul's crucible                it may bubble-up melting my hard           shell-like being rock-like heart               jump-started blood crunching as it             soul …

sprung soul

This evening I am host at the Poets Pub. Why not drop by and offer up a poem of your own and read our hugely talented community of writers. the soul of spring rose up from the Earth today filling the bluest of skies wrapping it's tender arms about Winter's icy heart to melt it's …

invisible sun

you bring warmth to me, and so fulfill your role, like some invisible Sun light falling on me, in this darkness of soul, like some invisible Sun instinctively I look upwards to find you, but it is impossible this temporal veil seems real, i am not whole, like some invisible Sun weeds grow from the …

morning!

the pukh pukh pukh song of the stove-top espresso maker   signals to my foggy brain it's almost opening time for the eyes   behind those lids last night's whisky snores and rolls over   the Caffeine beans have other ideas marching brain-ward   adenosine disguise receptors targeted whisky kicked out of bed   beans are on …