Sunday, 13 May 2012
Friday, 11 May 2012
Wednesday, 9 May 2012
Tuesday, 8 May 2012
Light
Standing beside me,
sunlight slipping
through a tired window
you enliven me; reflect
brilliance. I feel the
warmth from you both
and we glow in it.
Fire
FIRE
It started as a vague
proximity: a sense that
something, this blaze of
light might be approaching.
Then the touch and the
fire: the fingertips drumming
my spine sent flame in
a cracked spark beyond me.
The line of the fire meant
only one thing: she was
behind me. Turning, I caught
the sun of a smile: the
universe burned white; I
wondered if at that moment
I might burn with it.
Monday, 7 May 2012
Wednesday, 2 May 2012
Tuesday, 1 May 2012
Smile
She wore make up
and her smile, almost
beatific in the
half light of the
hall, was serene and
all but endless. I
thought of it that
night, as light from
a half moon threw
itself from a warm
window towards me.
She wore make
up and her smile
made a day brighter;
gave it depth, made
the night lighter.
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