Deep Space

Deep SpaceI yearn. Therefore I am lost
Such is my state of mind
When light bleeds and night commands
For I am cast into promises

A recent trip into the vast hole
That I maintain in my head
Eludes me. Leaves a flavour of something lost
And slips between the cracks of reason

I am. I am. I am. All blessed ego
Until the dark swirls collect my thoughts
And randomize ME
In the casual vandalism of indifference

For in the weightless place
Where sin and sorrow may mingle with glory
I have no power at all
No influence on the stories I hold

I am the vessel that aches in space
With timbers that groan
And shriek pitifully as they strain at hope
To imbue foreboding with sunlight and warmth

Recently in a white-washed catacomb
Somewhere in Greece
I was disturbed by fathoms of personal history
That linger now like the hunter’s scent.

First light 2014

Hampton Court Ice Rink

Hampton Court Ice Rink

What lies in wait today

After the fireworks and charged hope

A design for life? A balanced mind?

 

This New Year here at 09-09

Is misty and cold

Tall firs stand in mute acceptance

 

Mountains beyond vague in grey air

Hope stirs in the folds of linen

Safe. Ensconced behind glass and concrete

 

So the newest day of another new beginning

Beckons wits made dull

By premature rejoicing

 

For the old will never fully be out

And the new is impervious

Succinct until it settles upon us

 

We are ready to embark on a journey

With eyes wide in this blind alley

Best to depend upon hope

 

Farewell friends and strangers

Bless the space that beckons

And take a chance. Be good.