Puddles of Freedom

There are moments
when I see the stars,
the stars,
whose light shines brightest
when you smile
for in those moments
I wake to the possibilities
of that smile …
your oblivion smile
exploding my soul
We aspire to exist
within the intimacy of love
only to realise
Love doesn’t belong
to the human race.
Hush now
The storm has passed
leaving behind
a kind of soft saturated wildness
in the air
on the leaves
in the sky where the clouds,
seeming unsure as to their purpose
or their colour,
melt along the horizon
to reveal the blue, blue
age of day.
Hush now
Go to your windows and open them
walk along your path and breathe
open your heart and smile
turn off your tech and feel the clean air
smell the mulch
taste the abscence of rain
and watch as one after the other
creatures fly about, crawl about
under the blue, blue
age of day.
Hush now
Live in these moments
breathe the peace
stretch your mind and your body
reach up, reach down
reach all around. Now,
watch as those whisps of breath
drift to the trees
to the earth
and up to the blue, blue sky
to create the rain of tomorrow’s peace
for the coming new age of day.
Hush now
Footsteps no steps
marks of breath
busking butterflies
shibboleth.
Ways in, ways out
fragile quest
thrumbling `n` jumbling
ragged rest.
Pregnant pausing
smiles of glass
coffee and a cake
eye music blast.
DeciBells sing
church refrain
tree bending plaza
coup de main reign.
Sunset, sunrise
time to flee
macabré masquerade
imbibed reveille.
Choral mélange
cloud’s-eye view
nothing beats it more
than the human zoo!
You’re walking home at night
from lamppost
to lamppost
There’s a stillness
a breath
of something
It’s then that you see it
The extra shadow,
and you feel it
touch yours
That stillness
breath
becomes heavy
cold
Your mind,
with fear,
holds a second
tick-tock
It’s time to kiss
frail
with soul on fire
with tired desire
to burn and bleed with solid need
risen and rising
and yet hold back
lest the cracks open hard
cutting the cords
without reward