Supper Alone

days I cook with all I have
times I’m true to all there is
my supper
is taken
in solitude…

And No One Ever Noticed

left was the one
veiled in the shadows
beating herself up with bare hand
not chosen
not loved
her dreams without passports
citizen only of nothingness land…

You – Me – Belonging

no place is lonelier
than amongst
yet invisible
more painful than pain
is the pain no one sees

Quadrilogy Of Silence

There is no accident

There is the before:
The point of insight that this is not going to end well
The low January sun is still up
And the after:
It’s dark and I’m on the road

I don’t have the in between
The place where all change happens

War

And angels sing hymns as I watch the bombs falling
From crispy cold infinite skies oh so blue
My arms wrapped around me, my love as my shelter
I wish you were here, I wish we were two

My arms are only just better than nothing!
They can’t keep me warm, I’m cold to the bone
I know now – past running – that all that I wanted
Was not to be left in my war all alone

Standing At A Window Looking In

in her heart, she’s in there with them
in the room warmed up by love and fire

in her heart, there is no glass between them
no window to look through

and so she never thinks of asking
if she could come in to the warmth
through the front door

Weather

Everybody wants sunshine
I’m alone in the storm, shouting truth into the wind for no one to hear
And alone, I hear nature’s beautiful answer

Only If You’re Silent Will I Love You

“Only if you’re silent are you safe”, are the words I hear
and to save myself, I accept the terms
I rip my vocal cords out of my throat, leave you all I have left and run to find a place to hide and heal, in silence

Mask On

ah.

I have my mask on.

you cannot see me…