BlueLijn

Tuesday, February 08, 2011

Picture

In the picture
With your hand held high
Balled to a fist
Raised to the wind
Raised to the world
Determination no bound

The picture faded
To sepia tones
And I swear
In the quiet moments
I see your fist fall
And unclench
Bowed in submission
You let the world in

Shadow

The shadow that walks
Beside my footsteps
Laughs with abandon
Welcomes without reserve
No exception

The shadow that moves
Alongside my path
Has been here before
In past or in present
With the light that shone long besides

The shadow alongside
Has walked for hours
In silence
In presence
Of everything I gave it

The shadow within
Has looked on
At the shades of judgement
That coloured the view
I saw

The darkness is mine
Flowing from the light
That shone
So very brightly
It changed the colour
And the view
Soaked up
Without consequence

I’m seeing it before me
And I close my eyes.

Between

You danced
Showing your life
Everything you had
To my song
In my room

You swore
Hand held high
Eyes looking up
Without reflection
Or hindsight

You touched
Like it was the last time
You could say it
Like it was the meaning
The echo to everything
Fallen before

I closed my eyes.
Where were you?

My memory of darkness obscures
All the changes
And everything you offered
To the gods
To change
From what fell before
To what falls between