(no subject)
There’s a certain absent aspect of you
which I can’t quite comprehended yet.
Brush it away and let the light shine through.
Each dawn exerted to divine your mood,
smiling hands on my skin and I forget
there’s a certain absent aspect of you.
A relaxing, relapsing tactile view
of fingers tracing roadmaps in my sweat,
brush it aside and let the light shine through.
Long nights spent in stoned complacence, but who
we were was a lost, discarded concept.
There’s a certain absent aspect of you.
Withdrawing from you I’m cold-turkey blue
shivering and puking like when we met.
Brush it away and let the light shine through.
Regenerating you I start anew,
laying foundations for future neglect
there’s a certain absent aspect of you.
Brush it away and let the light shine through.
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Untitled free verse
You’re dispersing
diffusing through
my fingers like
sunlight piercing
the cover
of leaves.
There’s a certain transience
To you.
You’re like cupped
Hands full of sand
Trickling, sneaking
Slipping away, grain by grain.
Falling to be gathered,
Cupped and
To trickle, sneak
And slip away again.
I don’t take your escapes personally.
It’s a quality which is
Inherent to you.
You’re simply not
Meant to be bound
By ethereal, earthly,
Metaphoric chains.
You’re an escape
Artist.
You’re like Houdini
but sans
Spectacle:
A demonstration
Of pure, unaltered
Unconstricted
Halation.
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Series of Haiku
Inky sky, full moon.
Lunar rays cascading down,
as we dance beneath.
*
The days grey prelude,
Birds sing in celebration
of the worlds return.
*
Morning sun shining.
Heat washes across my back,
dispelling nights chill.
*
Light pouring in shafts.
Peeking through eucalypt leaves,
bright yellow streamers.
*
Your face a warm sun.
Bright eyes are the reason I
Am orbiting around.