Monday 24 September 2012

Women Left Alone




Woman left alone
Tired, waiting
Call me out through the fog.
The time for verse
Is dead and gone
Time for us is now.

Woman left speechless
Hollow, empty
Ebb through me
Speak without a sound
Dance around the fire
Dance with my words

Red, like the evening
Red, when you were born.

Woman left laughing
Scant and vacant
Reaching for someone else’s hand
And leaving without a bow
Time for words is dead and lost
Time for us is now.

So woman, yield to me
All your weapons and armour
All the tricks that you employ
Take from me my wretched empires
And all my forgotten toys.

As I come to you
Woe begotten and hands tied
Clean and purged from within
Tell me a day will come
When the sun rises from your eyes
And settles beneath your skin.

Monday 3 September 2012

Dogs



Sometimes i wish she would speak to me like she talks to a dog.

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What time does not wither
And age cannot decay,
Is your beauty made in silence
What words cannot say.

Though you oft roam asunder
Like a cloud without a home
Your steps, they always rhyme
Even when alone.

Seasons of summer
Seasons of fall
Deep in your eyes
I meet them all.

And when winter comes,
I beg to stay
Like a vagabond, with
Hope of being astray

What time does not wither
And age cannot decay,
Is your beauty made in silence
What words never say.

You’re the candle
I, the wind
You’re the song
Words can’t sing.

You might be everywhere
Anywhere, nowhere at all
In everyone, anyone
Big and small.

Tender and little
Crude and bent
There was silence when I met you
Silence when you left.

What time does not wither
And age cannot decay,
Is your beauty made in silence
What words cannot say.