Eclipse
Moon is bright and the water deep
The beat sounds louder than your dragging feet
You can float away, there’s no more to say
What can be done for you?
Walk the narrow board, play the minor chord
What is it to fear, to stay or leave here?
You can fly away there’s nothing more to say
None can be done for you.
Drop a thought in there where no thought exists
Let it brew in there then drink on it
Hand on my throne, slide to the bone
Nothing more to do, me and you.
(c) Lisa Haynes 2008
The Hand of God
The hand of God
Is heavy upon
Me
It pushes me back
Down to
Size
It soothes and warms
My aching
Limbs
It steals away
My dreadful
Sins
It buries me
Whole and
Alive
The-Odyssey
Impartiality
A blunt resistance
On the ledge or lee
Pacifist
Straddle the wide girth
Of the sharp precipice
Benevolence
Suppress the inner hearth
Nurture the inner-sense
Sympathise
Reserve disdain for dignity
The element of disguise
Incongruence
To reach for field afar
To settle for fallen stars
The One-Eyed M Makeover
Legality rules the day
In the unkindest of ways
The three J’s were the angels of care
The Mother
Far Far away
Where the houses are grey
and the mist resolves by noon
The Move
To have it all out
Without a shout
A score of ten for the fight
The Marriage
In the melody we meet
In the union of beat
A breaking of major and minor
The Music
To have it all here
Go chill me a beer
backyard lamps and dinner tables
The Mini
To create something together
Despite the poor weather
Regardless of voiceless opinion
The Mattress
The ambition was clear
But the perception was fear
If it weren’t for One thing
The Man
Imago Dei
The train may depart any day
We never knew
So I take each chance to say
What you’ll never know
For every dream awake
We never see
Little memories to make
What you’ll never see
The words that bring life
We never hear
When under the knife
What you’ll never hear
Always finish what you started
We always feel
Until we’re dearly departed
What you’ll always feel
