Meltwater (from the book Blue Bridge)
Up here. A face
Loses its lines
I look to see
The colour of your eyes …
They have turned
To water.
I lean forward
To catch
The scent of your hair –
All I smell is heather.
I touch your hand
And all I feel is earth and stones.
There is nothing left
But the hillside’s breast
Your flesh and bones
Have vanished.
Tags: water flesh rocks bones blue-bridge
Through the Mud
(from the book Blue Bridge)
A line of robots,
We approach a wall of mud,
Some of us carrying flowers.
The others laugh
Bit when we enter that wall
It is the flowers
That will make us an ark
To carry us on through the darkness,
Sailing through
With our symbols the only light
Until we fly
Out over the fields
On the other side of midnight
And all our wires
And bits of metal fall off.-
And our souls are bright again,
So new and light
They shoot up –
Up to plant our brilliant flowers
Like stars
In the face of heaven.
Tags: plant heaven stars darkness light flowers robots fly mud ark blue-bridge
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