Fluidity
flickers, so slight,
no sound, only specks,
colourless. Fuelled by
air, it gusts, stoked,
drums a rhythm on
car roofs, sweeps the
streets, circling drains.
a sound curve builds
into a haze of reckoning.
This sheet of water
cascades, envelops,
awakening everything.
New growth, fresh air.
The smell of green.
Straight
to the reggae stars
to the metal allegiance,
they’re giving it one love,
showing the proof,
‘ain’t that the truth,
of how things can be,
the constant tree.
and the spirit yearns.
to letting things see,
unity out of segregation,
bringing it in, no fee,
undivided, unseparated,
we count the names narrated.
The newborn cries an untold story,
the old looks back in memory.
flick back.
as the world keeps spinning
on its wheels,
hoping everyone heals.
You wanna jump from the sky
cos it’s oh so high,
but you’re no longer falling,
where you came a-crawling,
keeping on the light.
The week
Get up,
eat breakfast,
drink a cup of tea.
get it done,
travel home safely.
watch a movie,
rest up,
go to sleep,
soundly.
Break for the weekend.
Get more sleep,
chill out.
See friends.
Share some hugs,
and some laughs,
swap stories,
maybe rock a little.
Go to sleep.
Feel safe.
Repeat.
Water wings
We walk on water only to
sink inside,
spirited down into the depths
of silence.
sucks us down,
until we are one with silence.
transport us to a new world
outside of time,
our limbs no longer ours.
suspended. Only consciousness
in blue.
I wrote this one for writer JD Mader's 2minutesgo, so head over there if you want to write or just read something by someone else.
Babe
a little life,
round, brown cheeks,
eyes deep, inky pools.
Pure innocence rocking
gently, socks up,
wondering wide-eyed,
taking in everything.
His or her mum watching,
ever the protector.
eyes screwed up in glee.
A little life starting out,
not knowing anger or greed,
fear or regret, just
here. Maybe he or she
knows more than us.
This simple act of
being happy, simply
being.
