Tuesday, 16 February 2016

Sun and Shadow


It rained so long and heavy yesterday, I felt our house could float away (like in the kid's book "Tatties's River Journey").  Still here but had to pump and dry the yellow room downstairs, and the basement.



Sun and Shadow


I look into the sun
And see shadows
Lying behind the sheds and trees
Underneath the rippling water
And in the depths of your eyes
Winter shadow cool as iris
Summer shadow, soft and brown
I walk half in the sun, half in shadow
The dividing line
Demarcates
I walk in both directions
Leaving a kaleidoscope
Of colored pieces
Falling on my footprints

      N.Freeman 2016

Sunday, 14 February 2016

Surprise

Reading Rumi always leads my mind in strange directions.




Surprise

I was flowing with the river
Saw you
at the bend before the fork
fighting upstream
struggling against the current
I laughed aloud
One with the water, the bubbling, the wind
As we neared each other
You reached for me
We both plunged into the wet
And were pulled passionately
Down the tributary
I would not have chosen

       N.Freeman 2016
 

Thursday, 4 February 2016

My Knight




My Knight



I opened up the book of love
And found you pressed within
Magnified the details and found
My name tattooed on your skin
There were dragons on your shoulders
Flanking a knight on splendid steed
I gazed into your sea blue eyes
My body flushed with need

“What does this mean?” I asked
My palms pressed to the book
“That I should be so discomposed
From a photo and one look?”
I replaced the treasured tome
Back upon its dusty shelf
I knew I wouldn’t lose the dream
For I had lost myself

Back in the ordinary world
With its dearth of fantasy
Foolishly I searched for you
And hoped you searched for me...
Then one day in the coffee shop
I turned and you were there
You felt my scorching look
And met me stare for stare

Light and color swirled round
As I fainted to the floor
Awoke with a summer wind
Warming my heart and core
My knight knelt before me
Desire washed me in a flood
He ministered my injuries
Dabbing acrid drops of blood

“You’ve returned to us,” he said
And he scooped me from the floor
“I’ll take you home and care for you,”
And he whisked me through the door--
I opened up the book of love
Now written on your page
We are entwined forever
Together always, age to age