fiercely
By Don / Date: February 17th, 2017
This harsh, hard brilliance Shadows; their razor edges pressed deep into these walls The tight-fist chest Upwelling ancient tears Fresh supplies sourced from brutal shallows… I will laugh with you A million times beyond all of that This shadow-less hard-light Rips through memory; forgetting as it passes Tearing down; smashing old withering constructed certainties Blowing […]
Web
By Don / Date: February 16th, 2017
A rediscovered thread forming – emerging Connecting me To every tear ever shed To the ocean source of it all It is unspeakably fine The most beautiful fibre in existence…
Breath
By Don / Date: February 15th, 2017
This day is the first day In the space between water, sky and earth Everything begins With you
Take off
By Don / Date: February 13th, 2017
When my heart meets resonance The world shatters As it should The illusion is broken As it must The space where I was Now vacant Of everything except The recent memory Of powerful wings Exactly why this hits this morning I have no idea. Let’s run with it. I am aware my kids may read […]
In ordinary times
By Don / Date: February 10th, 2017
I would not be out on the edge Leaning over Looking beyond Where my feet can hold me I would be comfortable, wrapped up in my warm cloak of familiarity Friends, the beautiful, the cozy – routine I would not entertain stepping out into the cold This bleak barren rock Shouting so loudly […]
Boomerang
By Don / Date: February 7th, 2017
What do you do when something you love is destroyed? When someone you love is violated? When all you held dear is called into question? The question is coming back fast now to its asker With Claws And Teeth
Weight – a commentary
By Don / Date: February 7th, 2017
“If another self-help guru post shows up which says ‘just do these 5 things and be like me and all will be wonderful and smelling of roses!’ (oh by the way come to my seminar and buy my program) I will either hit something hard or puke – maybe both.” (me, last week). I wrote […]
Weight
By Don / Date: February 7th, 2017
A million bloodstained words Tear-soaked utterances Could never match A single ecstatic syllable Of accepting this whole self at once It is not even an equation…
looking
By Don / Date: February 4th, 2017
I have scattered my many souls to the wind Unaware of when I started, perhaps my first breath… Or before that was the moment When I decided that one place was not enough Some dreams are too big This life is. too. big. To coop up in a single memory-frozen slot Here yet not […]