Skinless
(London, 5th of Jan, 2010)
I admire
This minuscule dragon
This minuscule dragon
Fearless flight
Shielded by electric cape
All blue vibration
And crunch
And crunch
Such perfect mixture of you and I
Unburdened
By promises of fulfilment
By promises of fulfilment
He doesn’t trace
His footsteps in the snow
His footsteps in the snow
Your broken wings
Sag
Sag
Cracked skin
Scraping at doors
Knuckles ragged
Sore
Knuckles ragged
Sore
But pain will subside
And blindness will clear
And blindness will clear
Life is not the layers
But the shedding
But the shedding
Let it snow, let it snow
Flurry mantle
Will swaddle your soul
Will swaddle your soul
Let it snow
Love soothes all…
Small
(By Gub, London, 5th of Jan, 2010)
Where you go
What you see
Who you are..
The detail is not
The might of destiny
The grandeur of heroic calls
But the smallness of a gentle
Purring
A dog’s yawn
At a back-scratching
A child humming
Quietly across the garden
Of falling years
Touch is the provenance
Of love
The gait of holiness
As we walk, together
Through the shifting light
Of the forest.
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