A heart beat encased,
protective snow-globe bubble.
Creative lock-down.
Tag: restraint
Safe-cracking
The elation is bubbling, it’s brewing inside,
wanting to escape my body, making my fingers want to twitch
and hands flap, like a great torrential tide.
I know I can release it,
no-one’s said I can’t.
Yet the stares and whispers from ghosts
keep the iron-grip I have on myself
as powerful as an attack with a lance.
But if I do it when no-one’s looking,
release the hold bit by bit,
perhaps I can let myself flick out this ball of energy
and have it leave me content and happy
without shaming myself to quit.
Snatched Moment in a Long Day
Toes touching, noses pressed close,
magnets in our hearts.
The clock is ticking,
great eyes of the sly shadow
on our backs,
a whisper away from
coiling its tendrils around our ankles
to drag us apart.
We form our circle, arm in arm,
our energy like salt
casting the cursed presence aside.
A beat more.
A beat more, and our lips touch.
A beat more, and we are.
We are, we are, we are.
Nothing can break us.
Treeshallow Musings 