Tuesday, 30 November 2010

of tao and te

they wandered along
winding corridors. hidden passageways
losing their footing

until they stopped

let their eyes see beyond the darkness in front of them.

and then they knew
that even though they were lost,
they were somewhere.

and in that, they found they were free.

Monday, 22 November 2010

signal failure

she tried. again. to find the words

but they were lost.

like she was back then
like they were to each other now

and the clocks ticked on
and the time passed by
until suddenly it was too late.

she knew the words wouldn't fit
even if she happened to find them

she knew he couldn't hear her from a world and a lifetime away

Monday, 15 November 2010

the regret

And now you're hiding.

eyes screwed up tight, tighter
fingers jammed into your ears
leave me alone!

But the memories won't be blinded, and you can't deafen the screaming when it's coming from within. And you know you made these choices, you chose the path that lead you here.

And you can't run away from yourself.

Wednesday, 10 November 2010

how flowers bloom from pavement cracks

these words may break in
places. they may

jar and

they may not always make much sense.
but they always mean something

they mean a depth. an honesty. a resilience. a

they mean that even when there is

there is still the penchant to
pick up this pen and
say so.

Monday, 1 November 2010

when the storyline began

sometimes, my memory forgets

the lines between the years blur
and there we were (are?)
a hazy snap-shot

my pigtails and your mary-janes
leonardo and april
sunburnt on the beach while the fire keeps you warm
and the same song playing in both our backgrounds

my memory forgets
that ours is a new chapter, only recently begun
and your name should not appear on those early pages

and yet, there it is
in a different book
in a different place
in a different time

but somehow
it's the same story.