Monday 31 January 2011

the phoenix



i wonder if you knew.

about
the
revolution
in your bone-shards

the freedom. from your empty veins
the hope. etched below your skin

the future
beyond your feet.

i wonder if
(and hope that)
when your world went up in flames
you knew

that yours
was not
the kind of dust that
settles.

but ember-seeds
from which this tree of new life
would spring.


[*remembering him]

Monday 24 January 2011

the dance


and you knew
if we paused for a moment
i'd feel it

there

in the soft lilting lows
in the rising pitches
in the grand crescendos

your steady beat
(heart)beat

my score





Saturday 15 January 2011

the fairytale





















it
was
different,
somehow

yet
all that had changed
was that

this time

she
believed.