A collection of thoughts: not a poem really, more a collection of statements.

The ugly duckling thought it was ugly because it didn't know it was a swan.

It seems that those who shine brightest, are surrounded by darkness.

Sometimes this world is too confined for them to breathe.

They cough and splutter through treacle, with grit in their shoes.

There are a million faces looking back at me in hope and despair.

Each one turned towards the sun that makes and breaks their world.

The storm clouds gather, rolling across the sky in grey foreboding.

A challenge to our comfort as we choke back the taste of waiting.

I've heard there's a God up there who holds us as we breathe.

My heart breaks a thousand times a day at the absence we are feeling.

The child in me senses I belong nowhere on this earth.

But the adult walks through brambles and thickets, knowing the dead end is an illusion.

27/8/10

[Last line of 2nd verse partially inspired by a line in the film "Amazing Grace".

The above is inspired by beautiful people I have or have had the honour to know or know of and recent events in Haiti and Pakistan, as well as God's love in the midst of chaos.]

One-way mirror

Your broken image stares back at you:
Cowering, hiding, casting furtive glances.
The clock ticks and you hear nothing changes.
You’ve ticked off the last of your chances.

You sit alone, covering both mirrors:
With sweetness, with metal, with orange glasses.
You are the only key but you don’t fit.
Another day, another night, morning passes.

On the other side of the wall
We can see you, a flower unfolding.
You are encrusted with jewels.
You are so beautiful it hurts.


Inspired by L, C & C,
other people I’ve known,
times in my life,
& a line from a U2 song.

24/2/09