Sunday, November 19, 2017

Sky Breathing

What if a hand came from the sky
and took yours, lifted you and
put you amongst the clouds
What then
Would you want to stay
Would that supreme love be enough

Today you go from one place to another
but do you stop at the door of your own heart
Who is living there?

Every day we are given the grace to live
yet instead we see pain on our brothers' and sisters' faces
Be not the blade that wounds
Be instead the earth that supports

Say the names of love in your heart
Say the names of love in your heart


Sunday, September 10, 2017

Changes

Summer is over
and even the trees weep
leaves, under our feet



Friday, August 25, 2017

The Wave

The sea rearranged itself
like the cosmos changing its arena
reassembling the concrete nouns into other forms, still present but unrecognisable
When it came it was not like Hokusai's painting, nor from any film we had seen, it was slow, low and steady
a stealth of black water, cold and carrying our lives
It was a death within life
and we had not seen it upon our palms, nor in any dream
The worst was seeing the mothers, waiting through the night
for the children they said must be up in the mountains and would come down soon
when things were safe
We learnt that day that nothing is ever safe


Sunday, June 25, 2017

Breath

Here in this place
putting my trust in wind and water
in serendipity
I turn away from making anything happen

This is my new life
my other lives have been recorded
for anyone to view anytime
I am not re-enacting

I am in a beautiful otherness
perhaps to rejoin elsewhere
or be joined here or somewhere
a planet in an outer circuit

Sometimes I am screaming Find Me
Sometimes I delight in all

Without compulsion nor detachment, there I am, unfinished and inbetween

Straddling Fate.


Wednesday, June 21, 2017

A Language of Absence

I will leave the pressed flower in the book I never read

the one you placed into my hand so many moons ago

your own moon long eclipsed

I cannot now believe I carried those books thousands of miles

and your shadow longer


Thursday, March 30, 2017

Promise

I was woken by a fire
the telephone cable stretched against the night sky
a dancing blaze of orange
the sound of so many conversations chattering in the flames
whispers of love
laughter and tears
decisions for sofas and items for dinner
A demarcation line between then and now
your entrance ritualised, brighter than the morning sun to come




Sunday, March 5, 2017

Kill Your Darlings - Poetry Film Part 2

My new poetry film!!!

Woo Hoo!

I'm so excited and proud of myself    

I just made my OWN poetry film! It's the long awaited Part 2 to my Kill Your Darlings trilogy!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WPWbjYiEnU4&list=PLIRtWsYGHawMK4o4UjqiCDTz-1T56lTw9&index=16

Please go see my efforts and let me know your thoughts!   


If anyone would like to collaborate with me to make Part 3 then please let me know!


If you never saw Part 1 or want to re-view then you can grab the link here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c0ZDQapSSAg&list=PLC1E8ACDD79A0BC9E&feature=share 


And - the entire text for the complete work is here:
http://lindaclearypoetry.blogspot.com/2013/10/kill-your-darlings.html

Thanks for watching and reading!  Linda