Thursday, 2 August 2018

After Writing


I am unburdened
the howl of the will of the world
coalesced in me
over years and years
always picked its time
and in its timing tells me
tells of who and what I am
and or where or what I was
and where I will go
and where I will appear
and where I always will be
now that that has been
done
the thrill of a girl
no longer kills my heart
the poems I put down
no longer tear apart
the pulse of a boy
no dolphins
act as envoys
I am unburdened
as the words that I heard on the wind
and I had to put down
before they boomeranged
and took my sailing kite down
before it started to unwind
and fall apart
and we fell, like a falling
branch of the world
was broken
after all I left unspoken
I have finally got the whole thing
written down
and as tight as the will of the world
and I am right
and I am left
a whole allowed
unburdened


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