Tag Archives: regret

Times

  The times have ticked along like babies, Spiders I mean, bursting from a tightly spun Bundle of rounded web, a cocoon of motherly Making for thousands of them – the times. Going off in all directions, little eight Legged times … Continue reading

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Last light

I cried. Before me, you Cried first; sitting erect in That fabulous goddamn posture. Tears welled along your fragile Eye line in sparkly puddles, Quivering as I spoke slowly. But the questions full of Of bitter words got tangled, Like … Continue reading

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Sins of our weakness

    Should I remove the large old, oblique screwdriver from Your father’s heavy, grey toolbox – you know, the one, That Celia used to stand on in fetching up your bottle, Not so cleverly camouflaged amongst the cluttered mottle. Would … Continue reading

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When it dies

I’m comparing our love to a tree With no apples. I mean, there were apples, There are apples. They lie Strewn, half hidden In black leaves, sweet Even in forgotten rotting. Flittering titmouse pecks Incessantly at the furled Flesh of … Continue reading

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Interruptions

I supposed it did not matter, how the water shimmered in last light. Her, Children did not stop their ripe splashing to glance at rising moon. Her, Pale beauty was instead interrupted by their stupid, joyous laughter. Her, Leaving had … Continue reading

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Unwinding Now

  You have no thought how hard to find That life no longer clock does wind. Instead the gear has reached its limit, And I am counting backwards in it. Ticking off however slow, or fast in cases, Unyielding measure of … Continue reading

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Wonder

Cherry blossoms like snow falling lightly, Like your tears dampening a shaded patch Of the green grass where we lie wondering Why clouds cannot simply stop their going. All of the images at once appear in symphony. The cool wind … Continue reading

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