Kissing in churches

Posted on August 2, 2022 by aperture

Empty bluestone vessels
Walls laden with ancient paint 
A sociological observation
In contrast our lives full of whole
Bodies vibrant with first touch of spring
Blessing to exist in these times
Legitimate love
Handed down by generations 
Of queer folk missing
In aisles of pews
Meeting in coffee booths
And under apple trees
Unseen walls of tapestries
Growing in knowledge 
Of the extent of love
Found within and without
Needing a place to quieten
Suspend all judgement 
Fall into arms of lover
All other notions
Idealised
Idea lies
I'd hear lies
A gift of the person
Placed before me
The spirituality of
A healthy dose of wonderment

Wall garden

Posted on July 15, 2022 by aperture

Pink Floyd drilled into me
In flagrant courthouse 
Discourse
Walls not meant for people
People not meant for walls
How many people did it take
How many shoulders climbed
For me to rise up
Brick by brick
Strength and grit not mine
Spending months surveying cracks
To push through other side
If only you had mentioned
The view above divine

Love like

Posted on July 8, 2022 by aperture

A fingerprint
Of lover's name 
Unique new note
Not one the same

Beautiful fingers
Of one fine hand
Silent wave
Siren's command

So rare and precious
Slender and long
Ever rehearsed
Perform one song

Some sit idle
Curled content
Pondering days
Love long spent

Mine a many
Instrumentalist
Strikes a chord
Tone long missed

Orchestral works
Of mindfulness
Conducted by
Pure hand of bliss

Secret archive

Posted on July 7, 2022 by aperture

In the deep recesses
Of the palace
Of the mind
Quaint catalogue boxes
Sit idly weaving
Lacy silk 
Gartered webs
Across time stained
Decks of cards
Full of chance
Now expired
No waste of space
In the twilight hours
They levitate and spin
Like Papillon on
A spring day
As bulbs emerge
From the clay
In cocoon of dream
Memories play
To lure me out
Of myself
To mingle with life
As it never happened 
Inspire possibility 
A springboard 
To love well
To hope 
For more

The darkest side

Posted on July 6, 2022 by aperture

'It's the darkest side
Of my heart that dies
When you come to me

It's the golden ticket 
I win when you 
Kill my enemies

When I die I'm alive
When I lose I find
My identity...'

~ The Middle East

Glasshouse

Posted on June 30, 2022 by aperture

Latent offerings
In seeds thousands
Of years old
Gifting us with
Time capsule
In flower now
Coveted secrets
Love long-held
Won or spurned
Walks with strut
On city streets
Still hopeful hides
In country towns
Here is my flower
On show socials
Screens, streets
Cafe cakes movies
Magic roundabouts
Lit up like spaceship
Everywhere gifts
Of love like 
Familiarity
In hands and lips
Smooth as silk
One long missed
Rarest flower 
Blooms behind glass
On show, set apart
Seeds never sown
On her own hearing
You are loved

I’ll fly away

Posted on June 27, 2022 by aperture

A word from you is like
Shock of a cool waterfall
After climbing over canyon

'You are always 
In my heart and
In my longing'

An embrace swallows me
Like a river finding
Ocean home forever

'Never possible to leave..
Love-anchor held me there'

Waiting as long day night
Anticipating rare flower
In dense forest blooming

'I had just found
The long-desired way
To your dearest heart'

Staring at stark blue sky
Years wondering weather
Turns so quickly like you

'Of course I want to
Come to you very much as I
Want to come to Heaven'

Mimicry parades in hundreds 
Different ways though
Never whispers to you

'Sweetheart I always love you
More dearly than you know'

~ letter by Katharine Lee Bates to Katharine Coman, 1891. In The Love that Dares, by Smith & Vesey, 2022.

Sweet treats

Posted on June 25, 2022 by aperture

She bought me bubble tea
Sweet treats in the middle
Of the day
Mine a chocolate butterfly
With a caramel centre
Wrapped in pink foil
Delightful

Found poetry

Land of believe

Posted on June 23, 2022 by aperture

Freely dissociating
In a world of harsh reality
Walk through iron gates
Guarded by gargoyles 
Fairies and nymphs
To catch a glimpse
Take up the chase
Exploring ways 
To alleviate
Burden of waking
Upon realising
Where we all find
Ourselves at once 
My wonder makes 
It easier to wish
Live, dream, reminisce 
The idea of her
Is quite something
To believe in
In the absence of
All else
In a time
Not of our own
Making
Love is all
We need

Kaleidescope

Posted on June 22, 2022 by aperture

Shape shifting countenance
Colours refracted over time
Telling me all I wish to hear
And yet only one line
Stands out from others
Unsolicited 
Happy Solstice 
How a mountain is revered
Upon holding a stone
Between my fingers
How tunnel vision
Peering through confetti
Glitter tattooed
Like spots appearing
After staring at the sun
When the view in front
Is clear and cool
As the wintry sky