on tenderness

this lives somewhere within and between us
exists not without, cannot survive alone
forms around us, surely not beyond us
fear not the performance, fear not the act
does time and place and circumstance persist
to permit retrieval of such gentleness?

~

CLP 24/05/2022

on selective hearing

I keep saying it
she said, nobody listens
can anyone hear?

~

n.b. Birdsong, traffic, the sound of lone voices.

electricity on

strung out                  isolated
hearts insulated from shock


reconnect to grid

~

n.b. When it gets really cold, the power lines still buzz, crackle, remain alive. Is the danger inherent in reconnection worth the risk? Can we live without that vital spark?

CLP 09/02/2022

on white lights

intermittent wipers
broken lines
marking where to cut
through naked trees
clawing at the sheet
of clouds
bright red triangles
black on white
warning darts
sharp bends
white on black
approaching one-eyed car
wobbles past close enough
to make me wince
and I hear you
"Slow down.
Watch out for the deer."
And this is what happens;
you become part of my world
as I drive toward yours

~

CLP 10/01/2022

on light

compared with the Sun
everything becomes grey-scale
without perspective

~

n.b. It has been a challenging few days, putting fingers to the keyboard as impossible as joining like poles of two magnets. The ‘must post’ became ‘can’t post’.

Now, a shift. Was it the sunlight? Was it the experience of movement in daytime? Was it enjoying catching up with distant friends during the Twelve Days of Christmas? Was it remembering no employer owns all my time? Was it a conversation? Was it spending an hour cleaning the bathroom (don’t ask)? Was it hearing the wren singing?

The shift is back ‘to ‘I post‘. Easy enough to say…

~

CLP 08/01/2022

on time

there're days that are yours
others allocated mine
no coincidence

~

CLP 07/12/2021

morning

light eases across bed
pulls back the winter duvet
solitude exposed

~

CLP 16/10/2021

on night

its cloak lays heavy
awake with longing for you
face of clock mocks me

~

CLP 16/10/2021

on need

it cannot be found
through the bottom of a glass
for love nor money

~

CLP 18/09/2021

On Absence ii

unfathomable

this longing for your presence

occasionally

~

CLP 07/08/2021