Leave it here – 15/7/17

Now’s the time to leave this here
On the floor, on that bench,
Leave it there.

 

Is it a time capsule, is it a prayer,
Is it an old coat, is it your last dont care.

 

Nows the time to leave it laying
On a bench, on a chair,
Heavy and sodden.

 

Cast off don’t weight, don’t
Look back,
You’ll regret it for a while,
But this lightness is madness

 

This lightness is madness.

Empty refrigerator

I want an empty refrigerator, in an empty room.
I want to to fill up my empty refrigerator with all my favourite foods,
While the room gets filled up with knick-knacks, scraps of poetry paper,
And me.
-zu
What is the first thing you would put in an empty refrigerator? 

On a Bike Again

My first bike ride in nearly a decade
And I head straight for the nearest hill.
My less than fit legs protesting that this is a bad idea,
Each slow push of the pedals only just propelling the bike forward,
One more push,
One more push,
The bike wobbles,
One more push,
And I have reached the top.
Now it is my turn to wobble as I jump off the bike,
My deep breaths coming fast.
I perch on a gate.
As soon as the gasps slow I can feel my heart pumping strong and hard,
And I feel oddly proud that I am the one who brought my heart to life.
And although I can feel my legs already aching tomorrow,
I am only thinking of the fun,
Of the long coast home.
-zu

Softly Comes the Light – 16/2/17

I am glad this morning when I do not have to get up ridiculously early to catch a train to Sydney.
My mouth hates the taste of toothpaste and early mornings.
My eyes rebel against replacing the sun with artificial lights so early.

I like the way the sun gives us time to say goodbye to the darkness,
colouring the edges with orange and the middle with shadowed blue.

-zu

Lonely Oceans – 7/2/17

Far away from the seas,

A heavy river of wind pushes the leaves in the trees.

I close my eyes and,

It sounds like a full and deep ocean is skimming the top of the skies.

-zu

What’s the story here? What do you think? I think she sounds a bit lonely.