Posts tagged ‘soul’

02/08/2013

Honeysuckle Fire

 

I thought I saw you come alive
The night the honeysuckle died.
So cold: it froze the moon in place.
So cold: it turned the air to ice.

Yet there you were, in rainbow scarves
And gloves as thick as bobcat paws.
You took a shovel to the snow
And dug on down, ‘til fire was found.

That glowing trace of slowing Earth,
Which – just for once – we watched as one,
Gave eyes their glints of petal stars:
The burning planet lit our soul.

It took you to its ember heart.
You lived undimmed as scent, as flame.

 

 

24/03/2013

Degrees North

 

Beyond the north: a second north.

Beyond that north the memories fade,

And tales take hold of dark and ice,

Of endless nights, of swans in flight,

 

Of dead who walk with mirror step,

Of land where rock will crack and burn,

Of skies that burn, of snows that burn,

Of seas that swell with monster’s bones.

 

Beyond that north, there’s nothing more,

There are no dead, there’s nothing born:

The formless still, the waveless sea,

A void as deep as space is cold.

 

It’s in us all, that silent space.

It’s in our blood, it’s in our graves.

 

 

19/07/2012

The Song of Ondine (The Soulless)

 

Her soul was water flowing bright.

Her soul was seeping through the marsh.

Her soul was mist in morning light.

Her soul was surf on shingle beach.

 

The men believed she had no soul.

They spoke her, wrote her, sold their tales.

They choked the water, dammed and stole.

They tried to fix her into deals.

 

Her song was creeping through their homes.

Her song was undermining pasts.

Her song was eating at their bones.

Her song was first, her song was last.

 

The men believed in distant souls.

They didn’t hear her song as theirs.