Monthly Archives: July 2015

Caves

Cave
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

We close our eyes and kiss in caves,
seek refuge in the ‘you and me’ –
asylum from the dervish sea.
 

Swept swift and beached by brutal waves,
broken, shattered, pieces scattered,
and all the while Plath’s Mad Girl raves.
 

Hush, hideaway so none can see
we close our eyes and kiss in caves.
 
 

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The Present

Beads
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Strange thing this, to sit with silence –
millennia of regret; cold stones at our backs.
 

Clutching worry in work-worn hands,
we balance, fearful, on this brittle plinth,
 

while the gift of the unopened moment
lays unnoticed at our feet.
 
 

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