Poems

Two Candles
The Walk
Beauty Broke
Poem To Ease
Lost
Intact
Too Bright Torch
Inside
Swollen River
Innocence
Night Shower
Nature
Midsummer's Day
Let it Be
Point of Blue
Gone
Emptying
Turning Point
Grotto
Torn
Dreamtime
In Caves
Snake Medicine
Morning Snow
Poet
Circles on a Blade
Disappearing Trace
The Path
Black tree
Perfection
effortlessness
Swirl Cleanse
Voice
How Blessed
Today
Whole
Fine Spider Web
Winter

 

The Bull

You were there since I remember ~
A bull in a china shop,
Wrecking delicate creations,
With every move you made.

Only when the weariness
Of your violence
Brought you down
While you snored in the corner
Could we have peace
To paint flowers on our tea sets,
And speak with quiet people,
And laugh, sing and cry.

Nowadays the door of the shop
Lies open, yet our wares are all intact
You are wrecking someone else’s shop now
With your bulky mass, your hooves and horns,
You are forcing someone else
To walk on broken crockery
All day long.

You are gone now
And this shop is thriving.

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