Archive for the 'love' Category

Rise and fall

05Jun08

Before the sun comes up, our day begins.
In the small hours before dawn we touch as we wake.
Our breath comes slow, then fast.
They are our finest hours, those small ones.
On the horizon, the sun teases the landscape with light and warmth.
We part.
Before the sun comes up I flit off,
sometimes to capture what I can of [...]


God loves me

19May08

The phone rang. I knew, I knew, I knew, it would be God, but I couldn’t just let it ring, he’d know.
“Hello God.”
“Hey, how did you know it was me?” he says, but only to humour me.
“Blind faith.”
“You’re a funny girl, you know that?”
“So I’ve heard tell…”
An awkward pause. It’s always like this talking with [...]




Joy, joy

06May08

Happiness is not omnipresent,
it often comes in dribs and drabs…
but it always comes.
And, I like it like that,
because to be happy always
is not possible if one lives a lived-in life.
Success crowns effort, right?
Today, I am engulfed by happiness.
The unknown of tomorrows can go fuck themselves.
I have you,
And you have altered my state.


My shadow is Peter Pan, she grows not old like those that are flesh grow old. She flits, she darts and dances, she is forever unlined, untouched by the years that seem to pass now on fast forward. I watched her closely as I walked to meet my love on a blue-sky day, she had [...]


How you doin?

09Apr08

I’m bored with the black and white thing. I’m sore in all the best ways. I’m tentative. I’m delirious. I’m falling, not so slowly. I’m ignoring the cat as she rubs against my legs. I’m getting a divorce, it’s on my list of things to do today. I’m sad that I can be so flip [...]


“Well, think about it, you are the epitome of normal, compared to you, everyone is fucked up!”
“Well yes, obviously. I’m totally normal!”

“Apart from your irrational fear of flying.”
“Ah yes, there is that.”
“Oooh, and your panic attacks.”
“Those too.”
“And your fear of commitment.”
“Yes. And I do rather like anchovies.”
“And you’re sarcastic on a level and frequency that [...]


If you know a man is prone to crying, and you don’t like that,
Break up with him in public, over a good beer,
After 18 holes of golf (for which he has paid).
It quells the tear-show.
And the guilt you will feel will be much diminished.
As the butterflies flit behind him and the hot sun browns your [...]


Fill them

03Mar08

Let them see everything, let them learn. Fill them with life.


Sick

27Feb08

I am sick. Head aches as thoughts clatter-bounce off skull and back into brain-mush. Pit of stomach sickness; bile rises, even in my sleep. Hurt sent thumping from frustrated heart to every cell.
Respiration.
Breath it out,
breath it out,
breath…you…out.
No. This does not work.
Amuse-distract with beautiful men, over and bend over, and over again. But beautiful men are [...]