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Monday, 29 February 2016

Dammit.

Look for her arms, 
Down, feet grow into legs.
See hips, waist and breasts.

She definitely exists, let me confirm. 
She definitely exists.

Look for her eyes,
Up, there is a smile.
See her mouth, lips curved slight. 


Thursday, 25 February 2016

A Great Appeal.

A wild horse can be tamed, 
But she will not come when you call her.
She may trot to your vicinity, 
But she will not stay. 

A wild horse desires the mountainside,
The wind, dangerous and liberating. 
She will watch you approach her,
She will measure your steps. 

A wild horse gives you something.
Sometimes you receive it,
Other times,
You feel robbed.

She is powerful and assertive,
Placed so precisely on the earth. 
She may never obey you. 
This, a great appeal.  

Thursday, 11 February 2016

Sunshine

There's something really jolting about the sunshine, 
Especially after its been cold for a while. 
It's like a reminder, or a piece of thread,
Sewn from the natural world, right through my flesh. 

The connection I forgot, 
Is back again. 
I am human,
I am living. 


Wednesday, 10 February 2016

The Hardest Part

Seriously, everything is on the table.
Each card has been dealt.
Let me take a moment to, 
Feel a bit embarrassed.

Can I admit all there is,
On the assumption that that will be helpful? 
Now that I'm a telling person,
There's no end to the change of 
Roles that comes along with that. 
Only I know who I need to be:
Let's agree that things are better now.

Monday, 1 February 2016

A Challenge.

Grace is something I'm quietly waiting to understand
Each time I think I know it,
No, there's more to it than I hold.
To be faced with all I am, all you are,
Let it be a soft, kind moment.
Each time I think I know it,
No, there's more to it than I can hold.
Every day is a lesson.
So I give myself, and you, what we need
So, I give it time. 

For the love of all that is Holy,
Anyone could have given up! 
I know there must be limits to what I have earned.
There must be limits.
Here, I find none. 
For the love of all that is Holy,
Understanding is a job.
Let me see?
New life comes with the promise
Every hope 
Shines, 
Shapes.