winter's end
light pulls back
to the surface
THF Per Diem Archive
S. Pierides December 2014, Light & Dark
the tui's descant
irridescence teetering
at the edge of light
sea breeze —
the end of time
rustling
may day —
flowers re-occupy
their shadows
may day —
a geisha flowers
within her
night of stars!
the hairs on the nape
of my neck
amazing!
I awaken still me
after sleep
cancer ward —
nursery rhymes tick-tock
bitter clear
gibbet dawn . . .
the jangle of silver
dangles down
the echo
after ever after
autumn silence
stillborn lullaby
the stretch of the milky way
between our voices
autumn road . . .
the sound of emptiness
in my footfall
south-sea breeze
a colonial oak's
death rattle
not expecting
such fucking fruitfulness
this pulp of love
dead silence
the scattered remains
of a big bang
grey Buddha
a halo of hydrangeas
soften the stone
see how time
reshapes my silhouette
cast by moonlight . . .
far away a half moon
rises out of my past
fourth act . . .
my soliloquy
in the clouds
bird loud day
the after-echo
of nothing