I didn’t see that coming
I thought and shook my head
but then again
I thought again
they told me love was blind
Tweets
Back to school
There’s tension on the tenement stairs. None of the doors are yet open but you can feel it. Slow time passes. A snag of August rain sweeps in as the street door opens. The first silent children set off for the first day of school, faces pale, clothes for the year too baggy.
Summer fell
Love faded with your tan. Leaves changed colour. Summer fell.
Thinking back
One minute your key was in the lock; the next it wasn’t.
One day the sun came out to play; the next it didn’t.
One year you said I was the only one; the next I wasn’t.
Hi there
your message started
my hot tears fell on the screen
a window banged shut
swifts glide
swifts slide
seem to collide
as clouds gather
they wait for cool rain
later
the sun will break through
again
in your eyes a lighted candle
in your eyes a lighted candle
yesterday remains and burns forever
as one door closes, another
every year more stars
every year more stars in the sky
every day though my eyes grow cloudy
remembering in the darkness
I said you can sleep
I said
you can sleep in my arms
safe
and I will be vigilant
You were asleep in my arms
when
they kicked down the door to take me away
my arms are empty
in the empty room
I hope you remember sleeping
safe
I hope you remember sleeping
Petros
I am a bull in the year of the pig
Heavier than daylight and solid on rock
They may call me Petros.
Calves of bronze and heels of granite
Untouched by flames from the molten core
They call me Petros.
There is no trace of my future becoming
There will be only footmarks in the sea-washed sand
But – and but – I am Petros.
