DP2 8/9

Religion

A teacher once asked me to describe pride. She meant pride in our country, in our society and in our nationalism. Pride meant something...

Dusk at dawn let’s me see my own face for a change of scenery, instead of those passing by, faster than the speed of light and coasting...

Show me your colours Meld into sea and course sand Follow me back home

Sliver of lightning Thunderclouds of black and blue Parade in the sky

Spirit shivers clear As morning dew in sunlight Honey in mirrors

Tufts of feathers Imitate my mind Make me someone new Ending only with you Time to shimmer in the light On wings of summer shine Ghosts...

Dedicated to Terry Rogers. Popped out of reality, Dipped into summer sunset. Oars dripping into river water, Swishing by with windy...

Shifting grass sashaying and swaying Golden brass of afternoon light. That thick syrup time of day A quick stir up of pollen in the air....

Constant noise berates my ears it is unbearable the sound of a virus suffocating the world. Hands clamp around my wrists pulling me down...

The spaces between my thoughts tell me I need to relax to slow down to take a moment for me but my thoughts speed up instead. The muscles...