By Don / Date: November 26th, 2012
Aaaargh. Fuck it. Damn it. Damn you. And my mind, like teflon Lets it slip away The only thing that lingers is the thought Is this a good thing?
By Don / Date: November 25th, 2012
Inspiration In a verse You, seen by me Seeing into me A proof of great presence Stretched, beyond words Pure from recent fire You reflected me certainty beyond imaginings, hopes… And a boundless gratitude Wishes you well On your path
By Don / Date: November 25th, 2012
What happened? Before the fast forward to this unreal place? Predictable But not what I signed up for And as shallow as a puddle on the street I was an ocean for you And now I remember Step into me Immerse my love Here there is space For our infinities
By Don / Date: November 20th, 2012
…I don’t know what comes next I cannot stand here Idling Waiting At a loss For my life I choose to engage, to fly, to let free To forgive And move on Unencumbered I have a dream I do not yet know if you will come with me That is not my choice to make […]
By Don / Date: November 20th, 2012
My feet are still smouldering Padding along the damp ground This is not a place to stay Merely a stepping off point Over the next bridge It looks too flimsy But there is a guide I trust The old bridge lies in ruins And the new one seems barely formed In Bardo What to do […]
By Don / Date: November 5th, 2012
Open But too inclined to hide Pretend Raw And intent to judge, try and manage I think it is time To let my soul open And let the light out
By Don / Date: November 5th, 2012
I have been there for your pushing, thrashing unkindness and tried to absorb it all Remaining under siege But I drew a line, and something changed Inside me And now I find faith That by defining my edge The butterfly inside this storm of you May finally break free
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…