Not until absence
Impresses
Cold and dark
Faint light
Stark
Silent weight
Until morn
Happiest endings
Followed by
Glorious dawn
Never knowing
In still life
Sun's direction
Setting or rising
Only known
By watching
Flowers closing
People settling
Creatures stirring
Streetlights shining
In the dark
A spotlight shines
Replacing sun's rays
Reminding of what
Lies instore
Shedding my skin
Vulnerable again
Fragile thin
Barrier between me
And my self
Coarse exterior
Whittled away
Leaving marks
Of time
Impact of place
Forever upon me
Tattooed beautifully
To observe
Life in diversity
Shaped by forces
Minute and magnificent
Bearing down on me
Degree in resilience
Within me
‘This is the spirit that Beauty must ever induce: wonderment and a delicious trouble, longing and love and a trembling that is all delight.’ – Plotinus
From ‘My Year of Living Vulnerably,’ by Rick Morton, p.153.
A fleeting moment
Made more beautiful
By brevity
Forever changed
Two who held
The greatest story
Ever untold
Always remaining open
To future possibility
With love
Even if a lion had words
We would not have a clue
What he'd say
Lives separated
By fate
A multitude of meaning
To relay
If only love
Made a way
Hopping islands
Walking wilderness
Feeding favourites
Meeting tribe
Soaking memories
Sitting silence
Staring sunrise
Words are limiting
Pain fades with time
Feelings too real
To describe
Love language
Of mine
Seven score and fifteen
Since the day
Dared to reclaim
Blindfold fell away
The world is a scarier place
Yet wide, vast as the sky
When pulling opinions
Down from on high
Meeting all the faces
Damp lit street and dark
Being one with them
Hitting the mark
All the things refrain
Are real for us
All of life
Abounds in us
Are we alone
Divided by love
Of mythical tree
A new year's eve
Glorious garden grows
Its beauty renewed
Breathtaking view
for Lili
Woollen gloves
Argyle re-loved
Street night market
Vision blind dark
Giving up warmth
Newly bought
Love is fraught
With mystery
She loans to me
For the night
Offers more
In stories
Dignity of life
Vulnerability
Melting within
Shared history
Cold hands
Warm heart
In the land of Oz I've walked these streets Paved with gold Priceless wares Federation facades Heritage shades Inked pinked bodies Stand out boldly A heart grows fearless Sitting in places Undeserving spaces Unfamiliar faces Speaking into the chasm People's lives unfolding In one moment Tones waves uniting That heroic soul So rare and pure Timid and unsure Held open the door
Never knowing where
The path is leading
Watching overgrowth
Till footfalls mingle
Bluebeards in the breeze
Darting beaks tease
Hide and seek
Under foliage
Dappling blinding
Rays of light
Whisper on my cheek
Turn the other
Meet me here
Where no one
Wonders
Count the stars of heaven 