Hope cries out.

Her breasts fell out all over the place
Yet again into the arms of another
She’s had so many but not one lover
Impassioned and enflamed
Now once more chilled to the inner core
Left empty and alone
The shame runs deep
Covered by layers of guilt piled into a heap
If only it could all be set ablaze
With no remains
Erased forever she cries
If only my true lover would rescue me
From this inferno
Take me into his world
Wash away these garments of stain
Make me like a newborn lamb
On a freshly fallen blanket of snow
Pure
Fragile
Free
Alive.

Taste Buds

Taste buds awakening
After falling fast asleep
They sparkle and flicker
Like a candle light
In the night
Not inside
Outside
In that wide open space
There’s still such
Vast places to explore
Yet the immediate surroundings
Are coming alive to the eye
It’s a spacious place
New and clean
Awaiting fresh discovery
This fragile body
Slowly moving along
To full recovery
How small I am
Within all creation
Yet just as each taste bud
Quickens to life
So I am alive
To live fully and completely
In the pleasure
Of God.

Mad Hatters

Mad Hatters parties
Fiascos and fairy go rounds
Filling rooms with peculiar sounds
Polka dots and stripes
Colours of the rainbow
In multiple array
Every size and shape
Are all on display
Once you’re inside
Impossible to find your way out
The signs are pointing everywhere
With no sense of direction anywhere
Everyone spinning
Around and around
With great big neon lights
Shining upon their heads
Saying
“Am I lost or found
Am I in or out
Am I up or down
Is it me or you
Why am I here
What must I do”
Just spin and spin
Twirl and twirl
Till there’s no place left
In this chaotic breath
The musics playing
The flutes are whistling
The drums are banging
The cymbals clanging
All out of sync
All out of time
There’s no sense of rhythm
Just lost
In this crazy rhyme.