By Don / Date: October 29th, 2012
Buried within unwise hope Lies despair And I sense you cannot hear me From inside your shell And I stand outside, I stand, your stand So I think Not to crack anything Except myself Wide open On the gulf of sleep Unwise hope. Unwise lack of words and emotion. That turn inwards and make rest […]
By Don / Date: October 27th, 2012
Looking at my words And where they begin Has taught me so much It used to be they stopped somewhere behind my head And now they trip over my lips Before I have even tasted them And they have never been so sweet, so clear My world is bathed in their lightness Takes refreshment from […]
By Don / Date: October 27th, 2012
I pushed through a thin crust, because it had to be said Fearing stepping into something nasty, clinging, smelly, awful And instead broke through into pure delight A just dessert? An unavoidable pun…
By Don / Date: October 24th, 2012
I say what I feel Which is gnarly And you hear me Which is wonderful And more than I expected And so the story fades With nothing to back it up And the newness brings tears to my eyes What can I say? What I have not dared. and so…
By Don / Date: October 20th, 2012
I stuck my neck out With nothing to back me up And something tugs me back Trying to keep me safe – I guess But it tells me lies to keep me small And that is not cool Time to stop listening to this story And to stop Putting its words Into the mouths of […]
By Don / Date: October 16th, 2012
I can choose To see what arises as arrows I can choose To stand in front of them as they fly Or I can choose the gifts offered I can choose to receive them In wonderment
By Don / Date: October 10th, 2012
The clarity of revelation A curtain drawn away My 5am distractions have yeilded a fruit But what is it? A suit of armour? A truth? A lie? Or just a belief? Thank you for the unexpected early morning gift And now there is material I can cut away Lets see what lies beneath
By Don / Date: October 8th, 2012
There is a new urgency To let out, dis-charge All I have swallowed All that is not me Or mine What is the wisdom Of spitting?
By Don / Date: October 5th, 2012
I do not know what to say Even to myself The landscape has changed The chasm I imagined Is a crack A hairline Almost lost to my naked I There is something here beyond words I know you sense it too This is no desert And now the sun is rising
By Don / Date: October 1st, 2012
I have written down What I never dared What I believe you cannot accept About me Perhaps I am wrong Can I dare believe There is a bridge here? The chasm is deep and dark God knows what is down there Will you walk with me? shall we find out? Time will tell