Sunlight
Butterflown through my bedroom window
Falls dying at my feet
A grey sky on a windy day
The trees whisper
“Time to get up…”
My short life as seen
In a thousand thousand words
Packing books again
I walk and think
About reality
A raindrop falls on my face
I glow
As frozen tarmac glows
Reflections of a heat long past gone
The Dao
A carp, glistening in sunlit water
I cannot reach
Dao
Imagine an endless knowing of everything
It is not
Wrinkles
In the sea
Daytime coughs, smiles politely, stumbles on his way home
Windmoon
Breath, spirit, spelltide, dark kiss
You draw me over the night earth
Love in a darkened room
Night, dead of night
Black insects dance around me
Four o’clock in the morning
Still awake
Another fight with my friend
Belief in God and Democracy
But no-one votes
In the Bible
© Rodney Orpheus 1981-2019