#0059

Here we lie
Together on this green pasture
With darkness embracing us
And night songs playing.

I am awestruck
And point out all the stars
As we look together, more appear.
My heart leaps with each light.

Overcome, I prophesy
Of the endless opportunities there are.
I express a wish to visit each star
To catch the glow.

You listen in the stillness
Terrestrial thoughts overruled
By a sudden desire to reach beyond.
Your eyes sparkle afresh.

Reach upwards;
Convinced by my confidence in
Possessing each star,
You rise up to try.

Soon you have finger-tips stretched
Towards the heavens, as sweat permeates your brow.
Frustration grows as you take my encouragement for criticism.
With one big sigh, your arms drop.

I watch as you squint
Trying to see things another way,
Erasing the stars; ignoring their beauty.
My vision of the sky is clear as ever.

Our gazes are no longer fixed
On the same point.
I still want us to visit the stars
Even if it takes forever.

You tell me stretching hurts you;
That you no longer want stars
And I watch as the light fades
And you pull the blanket over your head.

Blitz 001

Blue bird that sings
Blue tears that fall 
Fall in love
Fall for it all. 
All the king's horses
All the king's men
Men who fight monsters
Men of the glen. 
Glen filled with beauty
Glen shrouded in skies
Skies that cloud over
Skies set to cry. 
Cry over losses
Cry out my name
Name all the creatures,
Name of the game. 
Game of your choosing
Game that you play. 
Play in the sunshine
Play during day. 
Day turns to nighttime
Day fades to dark
Dark are the hours
Dark in the park. 
Park next to me
Park so we can kiss
Kiss me so sweetly
Kiss full of bliss. 
Bliss turns to horror
Bliss fades as I wake
Wake up to realise
Wake to my mistake. 
Mistake me for someone
Mistake what I mean
Mean that you love me or
Mean you have been. 
Been to the mountains
Been searching for you
You kept evading 
You always knew; 
Knew that I followed
Knew I would be loyal
Loyal as I could be
Loyal to the royal; 
Royal spirit inside me
Royal heart that is bold
Bold successes
Bold future ahead. 
Successes
Ahead.

#0058 in iambic pentameter

I do not know how I can find a smile,
As your love leaves my bossom for a while.
The past is far behind and we pretend
That you were not my lover or my friend.
We did not clasp and we did not embrace
Or see the love light in eachother's face.
We did not kiss upon the forest floor;
All memories of this kind, we ignore.
Feelings we freely shared we now deny
Yet, I just wanted to stare at you and cry
For the sweet wonder of what might have been
And seemed so in that woodland, bright and green.

#0057

There was a time when you were frightened of losing me,
Just as I am now afraid that the hand has slipped my grasp.
The sickness I feel that you might love another one day
Was rising in your belly; hot, green envy.
Yet you act like you do not understand at all
Why the uncertainty is maiming my life.
The forget-me-nots lie on your compost heap
As I decay in your memory; beauty fading
Until it appears that it was never there at all.
I was never something that you wanted.
Promises turned out to be built on clay,
Subsiding and forming huge cracks along stress points.

You seem conflicted and torn between impulses;
To throw me out into the rain without a coat
Or to wrap sturdy arms around me and console me.
The more your heart is touched, and nearly turned,
The more intent you seem on destroying this contagion
That once blighted your life and will do so again
If only the feverish love was allowed to take hold.
The passion of my adoration disgusts you.
You wash your hands of every word, deed and look.
How like Pilate you are, when you betray our love
For the honour of men and for stubborn pride.
I offer all I have and it is not enough.

#0056

You were a lie I told myself,
As I wrapped your heart around me
And dreamed ignorantly of children
With faces like yours.

You were a lie I told myself
When your sweet nothings, whispered to me,
Became elusive and mechanical.
Sweet "nothing" indeed.

You were a lie I told myself;
While others paled in comparison to the pedestal
On which I'd seated you,
And it was a lie.

You were a lie, I told myself...
And it nearly stopped the tears.