Category Archives: Dark Matters – some poems for Lent

Vigil

in the partial light of candles we imagine a garden branches delicate with thin spring leaves invite us in but the candles are too tall too stand up straight to be those men slumped that night they were not flames … Continue reading

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Breaker

I can’t afford to care about this place the state of it would cut me like a knife the sucked dry state of it would gut me…………………leave me gasping desperate for the stolen air so I smash this place foul … Continue reading

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Damage

at the raw edge of things the end places we see the grain the broken fabric meet the grit under the gloss cannot avoid knowing what things are really made of rust fractures solid stuff blown to dust ragged edges … Continue reading

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