Frustration

August 9, 2014Leave a comment

For the shouting will not stop,

lies like maggots that burrow and spawn

the devilish insides of treachery

and broken trust.

Voices; the lava that bubbles, churns and gnaws,

erodes like acid, tears at the shell

and breaks apart the fragments of brick and mortar

and the people within.

Secrecy is the glue that binds,

and honesty a beast in the shifting shadows

that dies a humble death.

Light

August 3, 2014August 3, 2014Leave a comment

Dancing figures aglow

shimmering in burning starlight

wax dripping

ash like pollen, drifting

paint flecks sewing the night sky

lifting a heart’s wish.

Scent

August 1, 2014Leave a comment

Shiny, bulbous like an alien capsule

with a breathing tube stabbed in liquid

drowning stem of the future

orchard floral scents splitting their leaves

in their undulating waves

crunchy skin splitting beneath your lips

-dripping into a marble.

~ City Streets ~

July 27, 2014July 29, 2014Leave a comment

Stumbling on broken petals of tarmac
The fine contours of my cheeks crack the mould
It washes the dirt from the earth
Its polluted breath
Vomits its secrecy in whiskers of black.

~ The Fire Trees ~

July 23, 2014July 29, 20142 Comments

There is a dam in the distance, with wide walls
Purple leaves that bob in the valley
The mountains with the shadows that burn
And the snow that meanders disease
I ride with my horse the patches of moon
Upon hills stitched with copper
Orchards with their torso’s aflame
Hang their heads in silence, as the hush falls
The sky falls and they are vanquished once again
Stripped bare of wisdom, of courage and worth
Beyond the chaos is the door
The door with an eager eye that opens
With figures that trail blood and gold.

by Kate