Sunday, 29 July 2012

Missing things


I miss the nuggets the earth once threw at me
coarse and greased with its intimate fluids
I wish I hadn’t frittered them, pushed free



the broken hollows of the darkwood tree
limbs frozen in sky-battle, wearied
I miss the nuggets the earth once threw at me



the prods and blades, the spikes of weaponry
the paws and claws of scrubs that look timid
I wish I hadn’t frittered them, pushed free



heartsongs of deserts carried as winds’ confetti
grains within grains singing soft but lucid
I miss the nuggets the earth once threw at me



dove-grey afternoons, monsoons, the galaxy
of starspined raindrops and pierced eyelids
I wish I hadn’t frittered them, pushed free



the clean cleft coasts by the salt fringed sea
the lethal cuts on lands minced by liquids
I miss the nuggets the earth once threw at me
I wish I hadn’t frittered them, pushed free.

4 comments:

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    1. Read n commented over at yours...lovely post, thanks for sharing. And of course seriously flattered :)

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