exhausted angel
slowly falls apart from war
a wing gone astray
hands lay still in the rubble
weeping tears of blood alone
Category: Poetry
Turn
We turn our faces
from the sun that burns our eyes
The sun will still shine
We turn ourselves from the one
full of seethe and destruction
Saucepan in the Sky
watching the night sky
finding childhood memories
the remembering
feeling love for your siblings
the saucepan constellation
Italian for a Day
Caught by the sunlight
Mortar and Pestle pummel
a little pesto
Today you are Italian
flour footprints and sips of wine
Hiker
an untamed hiker
legs followed by the body
conquering mountains
audacious and often rude
Kindness exchanged for the gifts
Snow falls on her face
Destiny has found her soft
a mirror image
The conqueror now conquered
They are both linked by the snow
Saturn Comes
Saturn comes for me
I watch myself start to change
Lost motivation
I am conscious of failing
Does the Law matter to me?
Hiking for One
So many failures
What could have been plays the reel
wrinkles are forming
imaginary goals
laughter from the family
Begone with this shit
beginning the journey
feeling Bilbo Baggins vibes
minus the gold ring
hiking party for one
The hill eluded her for years
tripping over grass
Early Spring
Hoping for the rain
Saying goodbye to Winter
Sneezes replace speech
Bird Watching
a tempting solace
watching the way the birds dance
in the backyard grass
Nearing the End
The trap was hidden
once in love with ideas
driven to succeed
I paid with my time
dreaming of billable hours
lost in the targets
competing for space
pungent air in open plan
bitchiness on tap
holding myself close
fear of losing my income
health aligns with fate
walking away
C & K 