Love doesn’t belong
November 16, 2022
We aspire to exist
within the intimacy of love
only to realise
Love doesn’t belong
to the human race.
We aspire to exist
within the intimacy of love
only to realise
Love doesn’t belong
to the human race.
Your heart
is not alone
Your heart
belongs
This was written about 5 years ago. I thought I’d repost it as a picture poem with a litte edit.
This was originally posted in 2012! Wow, ten years ago!
I decided it needed an upgrade and a bit of an edit.
The world’s heart
is broken
its soul
is evaporating
its life’s breath
stagnant.
But there
I hear her tongues
of birdsong
I feel her soft fingers
of sunlight
I see her beauty
and know all will be well.
I’m here
I’m here, at last.
Sun’s love touches
upon daisy, buttercup
and the green
the beautiful green
beneath my feet.
Here I am
at last
with pen and book
back at my old haunts
caressed by shadows
kissed by nature.