Saturday, February 23, 2008


Lying under the sun
On green fields
Under the vast trees of shadows
Sparkles of light dance through the leaves
Flashing before my eyes
Across the meadow
Across the fields
Beyond the trees
The smoky skies toil away
Bringing cool wet scents to the air
Songs heard away in the branches
Little flutters of feathers
As the sparrows nestle
Into their new homes

Across the green
Shone white
A flutter of white fabric
Fluttering in the breeze

A white dove
An angel
Rushes across the grass
Flowing her long white gown behind her
Screaming with glee
Laughter sounding like soft bells
Petals touched with dew
Listening to the sounds
Of beauty brings my heart to a leap
This couldn’t be real
The flowing hair
The live eyes
Twinkling in the sunshine

You can see me
She stops
Her laughter halts
And my heart pounds
She trots through toward me
Her feet barely touching the grass
I can’t move
Paralysed by this brilliance
She comes
Bends before me
To inspect me
I lie on the grass dazzled
She reaches down
Plants a gentle kiss
On my lips

My chest confused
Whether to freeze or to explode
‘Tis indeed an angel
Can I actually see her wings?
She lies down beside me
And through the sparkling sunshine
Comes rain

Across the edge of the sky
Comes the great band of light
Spreading in its vibrant limbs
To bridge Heaven and Earth

Here is the angel
Lying next to me
Close as I ever wanted
And twice as free


She walked into the room
And read the words
The words which shot a hole
Right through her chest
The words which flushed
Every drop of life out of her heart
She sat slowly down on her bed
Her eyes filled with tears
The likes of which
She would never feel again

Thoughts of a million questions
Washed through her head
Her need for life
His life
Lay sprawled on the floor, dead
She cried till her eyes grew dry
But only till tears filled her again
And again she would cry

She stared dazedly out of her window
Staring at the stars that lay beyond

And she remembered
Though her eyes were a blur
The sun rising before her
Something he had said to her

Her lips quivered in remembrance
She squeezed her eyes shut
She ground her teeth to stifle her wail

As the sun peeked around the hills again
She could hear him say to her
Calling from the yellow yonder
“This sunrise I have made for you
Even though I’m no longer
I promise I will wait for you
Don’t cry, just smile for me
And I’ll give to you
The stars on a silver platter.”

And through her tears
She smiled
And kissed the sun