Monthly Archives: January 2015

Still, The Darkness

And yet, still the darkness
In the midst of so much light

I listen for your touch
It rustles in this winter wind

Like dry dark feathers
From a raven’s wing

And still the darkness
Envelops me
Like your dark rope

Silences me
Like your hand
At my throat

Stops me like a
Sinister whisper
From your lips
To my ear

Is any of it true
Are you true

Still
The darkness

And me kneeling
In a dark wood

Waiting

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The Next New Place

She didn’t believe in home
Or maybe
she believed in it too much

We would sit on the river bank
Sometimes she even held my hand
She would tell me stories
Of the next new place

She had such belief, such trust
That a future, any future
would always be better than
Our present

Sometimes I just wanted to rest
To hold her hand in mine
Watch the sun sparkle
And dance on the water

poetry by me

Scottish Highlands Photographed by Robin Dalton

Scottish Highlands Photographed by Robin Dalton

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