Category: Monday poem

Monday Poem: The Frozen Fields

The Frozen Fields We drift through mists that hide the day. The night will close in on us, and the cold Will make us huddle protectively inside. The rain will fall, almost frozen, hard Like the ice of sadness that freezes Then shatters the delicate heart of one Who has known love and seen it die Alone and uncared for, out in the frozen fields Of a time lost to it and bare of all traces Of the hearts it once held, beating together Inside itself, as though something so strong Could never be beaten or could ever die.

High on Our Only Hill

High on Our Only Hill Shall we look once at those closed days We shut up and turned our backs on? Should we let them go and watch them fall From some higher tower we have fortified Against all these ravages brought by time And by the vagaries of change and happenstance. To lay siege to this lonely tower We built up high on our only hill Where we would stand together to see The valleys of all our mistakes Spread out below us and the armies Massing there to lay siege to what we have Managed to salvage from…

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Into the Promise

Into the Promise We go hand in hand and we need Nakedness and cold water to awaken us. It comes down from the mountain Where it lies through the winter as snow. In spring it flows with the promise Of waiting and we go down to the river To meet it. Together we will dive Into the new spring as it begins Bringing life to life once more. And we’ll swim In the promise of warmer days to come. And the green of life breaking free To bloom and grow around us once again. As the snows retreat back up…

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Under the Sky

Under the Sky When all these notions fall beneath the sky That covers us, while standing, waiting here For time to bring a deeper knowing, time we understand now why this rain still falls. We stand here looking out towards the stars, Not understanding distance, how it grows And changes over time and time again. This isn’t eternal, always changing too. Because we think we know about the time, And how each second passes far too slow We feel we know about eternity. Beyond us still and it remains unchanged. But there is movement turning through the sky, And changing…

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No Matter How Deep

No Matter How Deep This is a hand that takes the shape of holding To take the form of every precious moment Into itself to keep each instance bright And each significant one held so close, Still clutched so tight. Unwilling to release To watch the moment falling slowly down Into the river. Flowing time that churns Beneath this bridge, then lost. All swept Away, as passing days all roar on by Below us. Racing down towards that sea Of ages. Taking every river filled With flowing days far down and deep Within itself. It takes all we have lost…

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Sharing

Sharing It all begins again, once more we find Ourselves still waiting, wondering if this Is where it will remain or what will change. It happens slowly and carefully now As though we’re making something newly bright And precious out of these once empty words. The time around us turns upon itself Always on the outside of us, as we exist Only within this one eternal moment. The rain is falling still outside, as day Dissolves into the night beyond our reach, Awareness, understanding and our time. This is the only time we have to hold Inside the narrow limits…

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Shadows Only

Shadows Only We are shadows only, leaving No real mark of our soft passing. Leaving only hollow echoes Fading slowly between then and now. Memories are small and fragile. Lost amongst the magnitude of what Ought to be remembered as days Go by, falling one after another Into the heaping past. Lost to recall In the deepening mists of a time Going far beyond what reaching fingers Could ever hope to touch even once again. Now we shift and fade as the sun rises up Taking our hiding places away. Shining light Into all those dark corners where we hid…

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Stepping off the Path

Stepping off the Path I lost my way. I stepped right off the path And stumbled down, so deep into the dark, Into that forest where I’ve seen the creatures You’ve heard all crying in the heart of night And tearing fear out from the darkness hiding So much of this our possible bright world Behind impenetrable blankets of dark. A mystery that twists the possible Around in darkness as we wait for dawn To come and take us by the hand, away From these dark forests where too much goes on We cannot ever know or understand. We turn,…

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The Limits of the Moment

The Limits of the Moment Now there are times and places all around From where we grow into these shapes that turn, Each blowing in the wind. Becoming leaves Discarded by the trees as winter falls. We only have what falls on down with us Reminding us of home and our belonging. And this is not what we expect at all In those young dreams where future times unfold Before the eyes of every child who sees The limits of the moment the first time. I could have learnt then how to take those dreams And turn them into possibility…

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Beyond the Horizon of Ordinary Dreaming

Beyond the Horizon of Ordinary Dreaming In motion, dreaming on some wide far seas A breathing wave that lies below the blue Slow undulating restless sheets of night. She swims on, deeper into her own dreams. A floating freedom, taken where the tides Wash her towards new lands and to new loves She never knew before. A place beyond The far horizon of ordinary dreams. She swims through dreams so far away beyond The atlases of all the everyday, Beyond the places where explorers fear To tread, way past the edges of all maps. She seeks a place where she…

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