Fingernail moon
Floating high on Charcoal sky Illuminating Life’s fragility D'you ever Imagine What it’s like To live down here? The sound Of a thousand Treecreepers Is waking up A long, hot Aching Spring night Someone is Duelling with The shadows Of himself In a dark And forgotten Alley While someone else Takes out the trash For the He’s-lost-count How many time A child Tries to sleep On a rough Street curb While a mother Tries to Work out How she’ll feed Everyone A farmer Tries to make Peace with the End of rain While a sister Hasn’t heard From a brother In she-doesn’t-know How long A tree That gave shade To a hundred people Is being uprooted From its home While a baby just Opened its lungs For the very first time Someone Got kissed Again While a seedling Pushed its Head above the soil A wave Crashed hard Upon the land Again While an egg Cracked open And let something Living out From its inside It’s complicated Living down here On the ground Sometimes Noisy, messy Beautiful, dirty Tactile, heavy Heartfelt, confusing And so I wonder What you see From up there Through the glow Of your thin And perpetual light
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Death stirs thickly
As the faces Of unborn beings Encapsulate My mind So many hands Reaching out For a help That doesn’t exist Clutching Gripping Grasping Gasping The self That wants to save us And the self That knows it can’t Tonight They meet Beneath the light Of a blood red moon They duel And they dance They cry And they fall In sadness And in surrender In the distance Children scream Mothers hope Landscapes burn All around me Babies Humans Love & Fear Death stirs It digs And it strangles While the self Goes into battle Surrounded By moonlit fire Death is all Around me Before me Inside me I cannot beat you But my Hands can fight My heart can love And my head can pray I cannot beat you But I can walk beside All those who Fall in your shadow Walk beside them Never leave them As we enter The future of flames. Fresh
Smelt the day You were born Heavy The day The earth’s suffering Took him away Too many feelings The autopsy said Or a world Which just can’t Hold that much pain? Your tiny heart It beats so fast Almost as fast as his did In those dreadful final hours I hear your hearts Beat together Waking us up To the breath Of every child Feel, little one Don’t be scared He felt like you too Yet nowhere Was brave enough To receive it I know this world Will break your heart But a messy, collective love Will piece it back together I can hear Your future crying Will help you Grow gardens From the tears Can feel your Future body tensing To the realisation Of what is happening Am ready to Rock you in my arms Stay, little one We can make something You want to live in and for Raw but fresh Tragic yet beautiful Heartbreaking yet Lovingly interwoven A world brave enough to Hold everything you feel. Remember the fire
Inside your heart? Flames and flesh Can’t co exist Smoke should Never meet chest Today’s so still It cuts silence Through bush Sets motionlessness Through water Freezes minds In harrowed longing For something Simpler and easier Than all This Flocks of black birds Circle endlessly Through residual Tiny pockets Of untouched blue Trying desperately To break open the sky So we can all heave A collective sigh Of relief I know this silence Hear it Ringing in my ears The foretelling Of an impending Heated Hurt I feel this silence And how it stretches From me To you To out beyond forever Oh force of heat and heart D’you know how much I fear you? Yet how ready I am to meet you With all of my love And all of my rage? I hear the future Whispering Howling Sobbing Hoping Sometimes it’s screaming Sometimes it’s standing right beside me Sometimes it is me And my hot and heavy heart. Let me help you
Embrace the ocean’s Age-old longing To wash away Your sadness Let its waves Metabolise This deep And infinite Sorrow I’ve seen what Pain does When left to live Inside a human How it Sculpts the fibres Shifts the chambers And alters the rhythm Of a beating heart How it Rewires the neural pathways And reshapes the highways That help the body To feel whole How it Takes your spirit hostage And suffocates your soul Roar, cry, jump, shout Paint, write, dance, fly Hand your pain To the earth now She can take it Understands it More intimately Than you think Give this suffering The freedom Its creators Never let you have Give this shame The words That terrible silence Told you Could never be spoken See that dove Flying high above A delicate crescent moon Watch this star Shooting through the night Breaking up the heavy darkness Touch that leaf Sailing peacefully Upon treacherous waters Feel that sun Asking us to slow down And sit with it In silence Let yourself Be touched By Life’s many gentle longings To help you heal. |
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