Monday, September 19, 2016

Last night my heart ached for a raiment of colour.
A new colour, a strong feeling.
Vivid and breath taking,
Yearning for beauty as yet unbeheld.
I tried to hold onto
The colour, the feeling,
But faded out slowly
Into sleepy unclarity
Until I could murmur only
"...a t-shirt deep blue..."

Sunday, September 18, 2016

So I decide to face the day one minute at a time
Trying to hold onto the soul silence that night sleep left behind
The cream left no cloud in my coffee
Except for a thin swirl of gloss on the surface
That only reveals itself when I lean closer
To let the light reflect on it just so,
when I am ready.
I will sit at the table alone
In this empty house
And read my book while I sip my coffee
Later I will think about brushing my teeth
Let the border drop there
This is the minute I am in now