Poetry Blogs (time travel)
If I could, what would I say to myself?
Aged five. At the hospital, playing with my new sunglasses and viewing the world from behind sunshine yellow tinted frames,
whilst butterfies flutter inside my tummy.
”Mummy will live and laugh again.”
Aged fifteen. At secondary school, pulling down my skirt and getting to my feet, numb and hollow.
”It’s not your fault.”
Sunday 25th August 2019 7:09 pm
On paths we cross,
Our alignments tangle
in a web
as water drops
When day closes,
our vapour trails
Those moments in place,
roll like ripples
on a lake
Those places in time,
held like snow globes
in my mind
Tuesday 31st January 2017 9:03 pm
Beneath this yonder twinkling isle
I laid down for a while;
Amidst this firmamental lea
I saw a pulsar shine with glee.
Soon i ventured into a dream
and saw the lign aloes gleam ;
a foreigner to this lonesome abyss
I savoured every kiss of bliss.
Sunday 19th April 2015 7:29 am
GLIMPSE OF OLD THINGS
Think of old things, of people at ease,
lovers relaxing and life being lived.
If you could go back where would you go?
Would you go to an old Roman bath
and listen to idle talk?
Me, I’d go to the dawn of time
to see what was before.
I’d like to work in an old library
and read new manuscripts.
This is a journey back in time,
yours and mine...
Monday 17th February 2014 6:20 pm
I live out the past
A sleeping engine in a shocked blank room
Older than saxons
Older than jutes
Older than older !
The land gives back
Dreary English ghosts
Demonic and inertly orthodox
Wake a dread height
Travelling aquatint gives us light
Spilling utter twisted dust
Lace, frost and the same ringing weather from here to...
Monday 23rd July 2012 12:49 pm