a doctor’s rose in foreign ground
wintering harshness in a folded lair
all past crowned summers gone
cut back almost into root
transplanted, grafted, remembering
her dream of pink, his Albertine
Tag: WP Anniversary
After Reading The Song of Songs
for my real imagined other Theirs the earth, the world, mountain, moon. Theirs not this earth, married in the sun. They are whole, whole, holy. Let us dream their path, poetry. Where now is she, where he. Where are we. What do we have. Squabbling city guards silence, always. Playing games, skimming loads, naming to…
Cairn, 2019: burnt
i have not listened to the soil’s breathy gossip since the oven crusted me
i have not had the field’s weeds’ wonder still me
since . . .
Cairn, 2019: Tell Me When
when i started blogging i found myself letting myself write at times i wouldn’t have, and letting myself follow things i may not have, this I think is one of those, not really clever, not great lines, but true to me https://ablindcatchinthesun.wordpress.com/2018/05/21/tell-me-when/ Toni 🙂 A. H/ K. H-H (17th April 2019)
Cairn, 2019
In ten days It will be a year since I started posting regularly and more seriously here. I’ve surprised myself, over one hundred and twenty posts – many poems written just to be posted, not all of them though and fewer recently due to work demands. Its been a great stimulus and to connect to…
a blind catch in the sun 