On my own.....

For Samuel….

haiku — Sat, 19 May 2012 22:53:42 +0000

frosted webs
shields of the night
spiders weaving
their secret ministry

adorning the winter
garden of growing
and dying things
with their craft

jewelled threads
ragged and ready
to be blessed
by first light……

#30 Pinkness

haiku — Mon, 30 Apr 2012 08:22:50 +0000

You have these dreams
scary dreams
that leave you unsettled
and in denial of life
but you know they are
just dreams
and then one day
they are not just dreams
one day you are paddling
through your life
and you get
kidnapped
your feet don’t touch the ground
anymore and
your reality is no longer real
you are in a spaceship
with a passenger
soulbound
no more loneliness
a comfort of two
love and need
and grace and mercy
and charity and faith
are all bound together
hope has already been fulfilled
without you asking
it happened silently
in the darkness
of a womb

#29 A Love Poem :)

haiku — Sat, 28 Apr 2012 23:20:53 +0000

You know those days
when you wake
feeling full of joy
and everything is beautiful
and you can feel your heart
curl up at the edges
and you just know that all
your inner organs are smiling too…
when there is no
special reason to feel
so happy except
that you are alive
and in love with life
and aware
that everything
in your world is good
and perfect for this moment
one of those
days when you
KNOW the Universe TRULY
LOVES YOU!!
Well…
this is one of those
poems

#28

haiku — Sat, 28 Apr 2012 07:19:44 +0000

feel
the heat
as it rises

and every pore
glistening flushed
open

#27 The Naming of Me

haiku — Fri, 27 Apr 2012 09:59:19 +0000

The one who came at 4.00am
The firstborn
The one whose spring was autumn
She who was born on a Friday
New baby for St Swithin’s Day
The one they call a Witch
The child who came from a caravan
Princess of a thousand books
Siouxie with hair like an Indian squaw
Who is a builder of towers
The dreamer who wakes up contented
(although she rarely sleeps)
She who ran away to the bottom of the world
Mother of Shoog, Chickpea and Beetroot
Mother of angels who walk through her dreams
Mother of Tabby and Polly and Phoebe and Boo
Sister of the worlds best sister (and aunt)
Hippy Tripp and the attachments
Bib best forever friend and soulmate of Dilly
She who cooked Bob Dylan’s breakfast
One he calls Bonegirl the lover
She who can burn in her passion
One who loves once and forever
She who plays guitar late at night
She who wants to sing like Janice and Patti
but who sings just like herself
Brighid the Goddess of Poets
Dylan the wanderer from the sea
or a rabbit on The Magic Roundabout
Daughter of the Moon
Daughter from the wild side of life
Daughter and Sister who was lost (and so
collects waifs and strays)
Daughter who was a boy named Sue
Wife who was a girl named Bob
She who followed the hares
She who whispers with goats
She who waits to be found
She who you all gave names to
She who misses you all, in every moment

#26 The Spell

haiku — Wed, 25 Apr 2012 21:31:49 +0000

Not thinking
only feeling
with unseeing eyes
the dying vine
lime bronze on cerulean blue
strong strong coffee
(I made it for two)
and my pillow
that still smells of you

a roll of building paper
left on the deck
hot and waxy
casts a shadow
on the weatherboard
below the arched window
and your silhouette
still standing there
but out of reach

your hair
in my hairbrush
a willow wand waving
and poof
like an amaretti wrapper
you are gone
no more than a wisp
of smoke
and a wish

#25 Symbols of Winter

haiku — Wed, 25 Apr 2012 04:16:45 +0000

enlightened morning
wisps of smoke shows signs of life
survival signals

white symbols of peace
zen shadows land like snowflakes
origami cranes

so close to the edge
trippy rainbow bubble clouds
the sink overflows

#24 Blue Haired Man

haiku — Tue, 24 Apr 2012 05:12:44 +0000

After we made love
all I could remember
was the guy who said he was the moon
he wasn’t really a man at all
I must have fallen asleep briefly
and dreamed vividly
But he was more real
than you

#23 Screaming Silently

haiku — Sun, 22 Apr 2012 23:05:02 +0000

plane
leaving today
with you aboard

watching the jet streams
empty sky
gone

#22 Parting Gift

haiku — Sat, 21 Apr 2012 22:52:20 +0000

So now you are gone
I wont see you again
for 9 moons
I wont have to listen
for your special ring on my phone
or keep spinach in the freezer just in case
none of the old diesel engines will be you
I wont have to wait because I know
you wont be coming
I will miss the waiting
hated the agony of the goodbye hug
I looked up and said I loved you
you looked down
took your mouth from mine
and said I know
and you walked to your truck
and turned around and smiled
and lifted your hand towards me
and shining inside it
was your heart