St Agnes, dare I sleep?

Saint Agnes, amber on my tongue,
you in me, you keep me young.

In this skirmish silence pray that early hours be kept at bay.

Caveat, fur, be near
for only those who know
do hear.


(Image: Jemima is not my name)

Jacuzzi dreams

We make tidal waves

to fit jacuzzi dreams

and we drown

not knowing

the floor is so close beneath us.

(Image: Tanith Harley)

lights

There are times you and I are home

sitting on a porch in silence

knowing more

curing words on flaming red hearts

longing for green lights

(Image: Jemima is not my name)