like the sun shone

for you

The biography of time

I see spumes of decay
drifts of dreams
sky whales
the distance of belief
tai chi
the blue of you, when grey
patience
reticence
impatience
omnipotence
nonsense
fun
and things that are big, poofy, and full of humidity

I see filigrees of snail trails
slush puppies
art creating itself
knitted petals
reflected images
scratched and bleeding scars
philosophy
theology
mythology
apologies
ecomusicology
puddings
and pyramids unwrapping their mummies

I see the biography of time

Unfinished Horizons

I turn the music off
for now it is a distraction

I cannot force the poem
but I know it wants to breathe

Perhaps it’s the suffocating scream
I feel when she breathes

Maybe it’s the horizon of green
waiting for the horizon of shadow

Summer evenings
how you evanesce

how your stillness defies gravity
whilst echoing creation’s song

how you are a mirage
of green, blue and haze of death’s prayer

and then there is the birdsong
that smile of eternity

hiding in plain sight

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