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In Memory of The Woman I Never Knew Whom I Have Known All My Life

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Her house for sale now

real estate sign face down on the lawn

implies more than declares

No one, I think, has checked for days

She has gone from there

I don’t know when

We mind our own business here

in quiet neighbourhoods

No matter we exchanged no words

I honour her now—-trespass sometimes required—-

I honour her now

stand before her house absent of her there behind the drape

I step across her early morning lawn

photograph this birdbath in spring sunlight

imagining she loved it once

enough to place it precisely there

equidistant from window and sidewalk

the private the public

and we smile our smiles

Talk is not needed here

the water has all gone to vapour.

 

 

Mirror

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One eyelid seems to droop lower than the other

think I’m slowly starting to look like my mother

and yeah that scares me a little

 

What’s happening to my skin

is there hair growing on my chin

maybe my eyes deceive me again

 

And who knows where this train’s going

there’s some fool’s grace in hardly knowing

I got a ticket is all that ought concern me

 

There are still teeth behind these lips

still plenty rhythm dancing in these hips

Gratitude is the jewel I’ll hold onto.

Kindred

You, obscure and unknown

lonely quiet inside-looking-outters

bearers of fragile hearts beating earth minderers

early morning vision scribblers

imaginating further world articulators

colourers in darkness

openers of windows

unlockers of doors

shatterers of blinds

unseen dancers in moonlight

reciters of poetry by candlelight

painters of lifebreath on cool basement walls

believers in things that hardly matter at all

hallucinators of Beauty amidst shatter and rubble

You, stragglers lingerers

dreaming humming sudden songsingerers

moongazers stargliders

slow walkers between frenzied hurry-up-or-you’ll-be-left-behinders

seekers wanderers

hitchhikers cosmic giant thumb colliders

rainy night half naked pale horse riders

hopeful rhythmic intoxicated drumbeaters

sometime purple feather and white lily flower eaters…

I love you.