Sunday, 25 October 2015

Roses and Robots

You think you have no way out.
You think that all is lost.
You lose your tears.

Drown and lose emotion.
Let it sink to the bottom.

Objectivity and fairness.
You must be fair.
To yourself.

This fair robot will give you roses if you will be kinder to yourself.

It is never as cold as you think it is.
Summer lives in the depths of winter.

Tuesday, 15 April 2014

Only if for a Night

Shake it out.


Drowning all that you dare to touch.

'Only if for a night',
the machines tell us.

A flower
can get lonely
without a sun,

to drown it 
in light.

My feet walk me
to places
on heaven and earth.

Knowing and unknowing
all that I am.

Sunday, 23 March 2014

Dignity without Breathing

Hold me in a state of tension,
                                            my butterflies holding my breath for me.

Can I breathe through this,
                                        without passing out, and going under?

Holding me hostage,
                              is my fear of you, and what you will do.

Breaking for tears,
                            I bend like bamboo.

Losing everything,
                           I just can't breathe.

Dress me with dignity.

Friday, 21 March 2014

Sink, Float, Light Up!

Like a candle,
                     burn bright again in your window.

Freedom is gained,
                            only by taking the risk you are so afraid of.

You will learn to sink and float,
                                               swimming for a dream to come true.

Let it go,
             for simplicity,
                                for innocence,
                                                      and for trust.

Sunday, 23 February 2014

Slippery Grasp

Like water,
I slip out of your grasp.

No solid earth
to hold me.

Nothing for you 
to contain my being, 

as I fill up 
empty out

all that I am,
over and over.

A vase
full of 
mess and broken beautiful

You wish to hold me. 

you don't know how.

Sunday, 9 February 2014

Silver Ashes

Silver ashes falling from the sky.

A bird flies past,
to the changes arriving
to change a life
that is already broken.

If we have to give up something up
-for another life-

What is it going to be?

Knowing Pluto
will take everything 
away from us.

An Underworld
that wants our lives
for us.

Only we 
as though
we don't even 
want it.

Giving it up like an unwanted gift,
asking for it back
after burning it
to ashes.

Sunday, 2 February 2014

Supernova Heart

Come and sit with me
in your little star 
in the sky.

Waiting for your supernova.

Black hole
losing its grip
our fear of love.

I can
I will

light you up,

there was never a broken heart
to start with.

Eject the mass,
be ready to burst open.

Love like the night-time sun.