Moving on
The heart like a slow freight train
Reluctant to move this heavy load, this burden of love
Forgiveness and rage
The ache of somthing beautiful, lost or left behind
The heart quarrels with time
Seconds pass slow as years
Sadness and memory are clockless
They pounce when you least expect it
And sharpen their claws upon the soft meat of your heart
All you can do is wait,
Knowing that some day you will ache and laugh
Your heart filled up with a new love
Sunlight spilling out
Shadow-Road
Beautiful and raw
This dark fantasy
A waking dream
Take me by the hand
Destroy my inhibitions one by one by one
Lead me into the wilderness by the shadow-road, blindly trusting
Beautiful
Dancing in the light
I feel beautiful tonight
These elegant bones
Poetry and Photographs by Indigo Skye
No comments:
Post a Comment