Hurricane Mountain

Turning away

rushing away from the storms that never leave

heaving dark like a blanket

all day

all night

dizzying

The mountain is a soup of bad spells

and swarming storming swirls

I want to see a stream with bubbles and a trout

I want to be bright 

warm

without skirmishing, 

settled, full fed, content.

Puzzled

don't be afraid
the pieces are waiting
 justice is coming
the maps are downloading
the facts are uniting
the first name is changing
the faces are blurring
the box is opening
the undead are waking
the screaming is ending
evidence is fitting
tombs resurrecting
proof is uplifting
don't be afraid
the pieces are working
justice is coming

In Between

I am alive
I am in between the floorboards
I am something extra
I am in  between the floorboards
I am scratching  underneath
I am staring at candle
willing it to fall
to burn the wooden cage alive
because
I am alive

Time Wrinkles

Something slipped in between the sheets
that could not be ironed out
not even a falling teardrop
could bring it back
not even a backward glance
could keep it from slipping
away

The Sad Little Monster and the Jelly Bean Queen

An island filled with sunshine and sweets
little girlgolden
laugh
 nothing to fright
 right

She was contagious
to believe
to save
the monster who ate sea weed, all alone

Can I have
your smile?
I have salt water and a house in the storming seas
please


Can you take my sadness
my dark address
helped, robbed of the jelly beans
the rainbow crossed over to the gold
shined out,
salt watered down
the primary warning colours

The Voyage of the Teapot

The purple plastic teapot
has set sail across the bath
rigged out as a ship
waiting to see a great new land
tossed, swayed in the bubble bath
steered, helped along
by two friendly giants
who are these two?
they are you, my little ones

Second Chance

Floating away
sixteen years old
we are not the ones
that bad things will happen to
we have a universe
that no one can touch
we play the piano
we hold hands
we compare boyfriends

We hold out mother's hand
we build a ship in a bottle
let it sail into the future

We are the lucky ones
nothing bad will ever happen to us
I am sixteen
you are thirteen
nothing bad will ever happen to us.