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gentleness

gentleness
in quiet minutes
is how I’d tend your hair

I can imagine that
I could do it

I plait the garlic
at the end of the season
I can plait your hair

all the way down
to where it ends

tie it with some colour beads
or the angel feathers
left behind

I wonder if she finds me

I wonder if she finds me
in a song
she hears

it is lovely
it is sunlight

as if fingers
on my skin

through the corridors of my home

through the corridors of my home
the melody heart
the sadness in love songs

~~~

on the clothesline
clothing of one
early autumn sunlight

~~~

closed windows
no eyes see the beautiful in them
find her in song

~~~

play with sunlight on your skin
let your fingers feel
me finding you

goodnight love

goodnight love
be sweet to me
in dreamscape
perhaps let my hand tangle
in your hair
perhaps it will be fine
to do that

the stars think I am thinking

the stars think I am thinking
but I reach so silently for you
from inside myself
I ghost starlight

it saddens

it saddens
to love quietly
it is
sweet also

feeling poem

Sen. Booker
Sen. Booker
Sen. Booker
Judge Ketanji Brown Jackson
Judge Ketanji Brown Jackson
Judge Ketanji Brown Jackson

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VjjvNLMyNS4

the sunlight

the sunlight
tends
the flower
that is love
I said
in the
garden

it’s holistic
you know
David

love
said the flower
welcoming a bee
to a stamen

I’m writing graffiti

I’m writing graffiti
all over
your heart

once more

once more
listen to songs

fill the night
with who

have wrote
their heart

who turned
themself

toward
love

I don’t want to ask

I don’t want to ask
to be healed
from missing
you

John C Cale

John C Cale
my favourite version of
Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door
Jerry Jeff Walker for
Mr Bojangles
just thought I’d tell
you that
hon
I lose myself
inside songs
and I
dream a little
in them
also

do you tattoo

do you tattoo
who have loved you
in your heart
too?

her heart

her heart
mend me

there I put a sky

there I put a sky
it is for no-one
it is a lovely sky
nonetheless

words are skin

words are skin
on a feeling

you’ve ran your eyes
over an unclothed
skin

hon

you have signed my skin

you have signed
my skin
write poems
in my heart
what is inside
you what is
inside me

she writes a poem and Eve’s signature

she writes a poem and Eve’s signature
appears on my skin
I ask
‘how do you do that
hon?’

reaching toward a flower in her heart

reaching toward a flower in her heart
not all of them
only one
enough to be
one who waters a single flower
in her

put in a poem

put in a poem
a feeling
she will find it
she feels the invisible