2/Aug/20: stargazing
If I put my glasses on I can see the world of white ink stars
Pinpricks on card drawn by a reflecting hand
The clouds fingerprints on a screen
Something to wipe off to see the art underneath
But if I keep my glasses off
The clouds have a forlorn misshaping as they lean
like a naked body on a black sheet
Constellations are moles on their skin
Hair spilling over the bed in crimson tints
A comet like a bruising welt on their cheek
They tassel the fabric as they adjust uncomfortably
Their waning pupil glares
Waiting for me
17/Aug/20: Fern
I hold you to my cheek
Trying to remember what you smell like
Past the film of rain
I press your only limb into my skin
Indentions will stay when I must finally
Watch you fall into the embrace again
The water runs of your curls
And down my fingers, to my wrists
Below my sleeve where the drenched fabric drips
Crippled away from my bent elbows
Onto the furls of your family
Of the God who will usher you
Back home
Back home
But come back
Home
YOU ARE READING
Am I 'Absolute'?
PoetryMostly poems and art, some quotes and short stories. Not everything is an original of mine, so if it isn't I will state so on the page. 😊 Also: Helloooo! Oh my gosh! #1 in original poems!!
