Monday 7.11

Thunder cut through 

The silent 3.33am

Rain fell breaking the dry

Dream splits and we fall

Into the tissue papered water

Ghosts settle between us

Wearing masks

And red dresses

Wearing red lips

Men who are women

Who long to be men

No familiar faces

Except yours

Stillness between us

Courthouse champagne

And a forgetful woman

Shadows caught between us

You don’t cast darkness

But images are wept

As rain brings the dawn

And broken umbrellas

Hang in the cupboard

FOR THE BIRDS

The breeze carrying relief

Brushing against the uncertainty

Of bare skin

Waiting, watching

The passing captures the joy

Making the branches dance

As the scent of rain

Fills the memory

Where morning bike rides

And winters dawn

Dress our spirits

The cool air

Cleanses away our dreams

And realities shadow

Fill our lungs with doubt

Flickering specks of darkness

Pushing the conscious mind to fade

And thoughts of nothingness

Erode the earth

Slowly crumbling

Clutching at the air

Fumbling amongst nothingness

The heart expands

You are my freedom