I awoke from a dream
we were lying in bed
holding hands
the dream I don’t remember
Poetry?
Close your eyes
Close your eyes.
Hold them closed and create the one light that shines in the darkness.
It is an impossible light.
It should not exist but it does.
Focus on the light, see it from all sides.
See how it illuminates everything you bring near it.
Remember the light when you open your eyes.
It will always be there when you need it.
birds reflected
birds reflected in the gutter
looping between our heads and the clouds
a wing’s breadth of existence revealed
Shopping list
Shopping list:
Coffee.
Things to do:
Be grateful.
People to love:
That’s you.
the look
though my eyes I thought I had kept closed
you discovered my deepest hard-kept secret
light locked within me shone out
and you
at last
understood
The two grey men sitting
The two grey men sitting on the park bench
look away from one another
across the scuffled snow.
Both have hats, neither wears gloves.
Scarves are tucked into overcoats.
Their hands must be cold
and their feet too in the thin leather shoes.
Then they turn and look towards each other;
their eyes smile
and their fingers touch.
The ice-blue air is suddenly less bitter.
Tomorrow they will be here again.
your eyes
your eyes your lips
calligraphic curls
your smile
Illustration by the wonderful Uyanga
winter evening walk
traffic lockdown light
pavements glisten as night falls
her eyes sparkle bright
his words tattooed
his words tattooed relentless onto your heart
your reply carved with chisels into mine
pomegranate seeds
pomegranate seeds
scattered bloodstains in the snow
eventual reawakenings
simonsalento 