Blinds & Patience
parting over delay
long shade relies
on enough setting
of up chalked
marks with themselves
/I drew you in pastel hues that didn’t suit your complexion and
when the snap came, it was too much to expect reliability from
On becoming separated from my ideas
I wondered if it was true that to
‘keep your head above water’ requires
a buoyant brain: more upbeat than grey
Having discarded their armbands, those ideas
were capable of reaching some shore
by means of backstroke and wit alone.
Leaving me with a crossed mind and salt.
Shoving all limits in the closet, she washed wonder down
with a tolerant brew: part tea, part not;
part thirst-haste, distraction quencher.
Before ground struck the thriving steps
swept under carpet’s enchantment.
What becomes of blue when sky leaks late
deliveries too posthumous even to resurrect
a meager shelter.
In opposition to atmosphere we say “out of or into”
as if nothing did come.
We are two ones: attaching
a restless power to victory
barely resolving to kick
discontent in the meaning.
Like asking a bombshell to reduce shock
or trim the other cheek.
From one cool scene to a sinking silhouette
a faint ticking
hears background noise
as we line up to launch entertainment
and suspend refuge until humour stops staring.
-all poems taken from her blog, Intermittent Voices