omissions

knowing it's over

the wind won't sleep tonight

mournful omissions keep me awake

while i watch moon splintered darkness move over plaster

 

outside the night is deep

 

the stars weep diamonds

jagged and raw they sweep across the sky

glittering like harpies on a high

 

recriminations reflect more guilt than gold

so i am told

 

last night i heard an owl

afterwards, silence ...

then the sudden womanly scream of a fresh kill

 

and i dreamt of you

 

i wore white and you were shadows carved from stone

your lips falling feathers and i was snow  bearing signs of struggle

 

history is unalterable

 

and while i was lost in a storm

your Icelandic eyes

searched distant horizons

Reviews

[Wuji]

I was impressed by the bizarre diction and powerful story-telling in this, it's rare I find myself drawn in like this. You have a very strong poetic voice, I'll have to read more of your work to fully understand it.

Please do keep entering your work into the Festival :)

[ANM]

Omissions are inside us all well done!...

[felioness]

Thank you!

[ANM]

You are welcome!