Twirling
and swirling

and
I am
a teapot

dancing
and glancing

and clouds
looming
with promise
and gloom
and dark
coming

glamour
and magic
incantations
skirts trailing
the damp, dark
ground

Song
more sigh
than sound

the bird
in the bush
cocks its head
to listen

and I am reminded
I am woman

12 January 2019

This room

full of clocks

telling time

telling stories

 

and me dizzy

and falling

and waiting

to hear

my story

 

This room

full of sighs

and time

forgotten

 

and me

blind

and bound

and waiting

 

counting

each heartbeat

breathless

in this silence

 

lost

in my own

longing

 

6 January 2019