Deep in the night

quark like


memory trembles,


down the road

I did not take


I was locked

in that rose garden.


You, shining, amplified,

a giant behind my man


your mind a flare of



You spun century

& tribe, gave voice


to hopeful monsters.


There you sit, stuck:

& here I stand


time reverses every

known law;


but love remains

through scars


we bore,


our tussle

of difference


mind to mind.


High on Majorcan

hillside, scramble


over crumbling wall,

you strode your truth


not mine.


Now only love remains,

a silver thread of light


to guide us through

our next story.


(Listen here )



Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.