Poetry

Timing

We all have moments that we want to freeze in time forever.

 

An evening watching the sun go down

with a close friend, talking and laughing

of the many possible futures lying in wait.

 

Holding a loved pet in our arms

for the last time,

trying to give

as much comfort before the end as possible.

 

Meeting the lips of the person you love

for the first time

and trying not to float away

in the sheer bliss of it.

 

What people forget is that if it were possible to freeze time,

then we’d never get to experience

other moments in life,

moments that may be even more special than the first.

Poetry

Here We Are

So you want to know

what your closed eyes are missing?

 

Take my hand and I shall show you.

 

I’ll take you down to the stream

and let you dip your fingers in the cool water,

let you feel how the rocks break and curl the flow

and how the small fish

shy from your wake.

 

I’ll take you up hills and obscure paths,

hold your arms out wide

so you can be swept away by the wind

to fall easily among the long grasses and fallen catkins

that cheekily kiss your skin.

 

I’ll take you to forests where the rain has just eased

and the scent of wet earth and crisp leaves

rises to meet you with every stride,

while the birds flit overhead deep in song

and squirrels scamper up trees,

only to chitter angrily when you stray too close.

 

And after all that,

I’ll draw your hands to my face as I smile,

so you can feel each muscle lift, each crease of my eyes deepen

and feel the heat rise to my cheeks

as you finally blink awake

and look at me fully, gaze locked with mine.