Monday, October 20, 2008

E

Electronic


With each post
she deposits
a little bit
of herself

and distributes it
to all the world's
browsers
linking in,

connecting
to her space
reading
what's on her
mind.

Every hour
she logs in
to see
what everyone
thinks of it.

Sunday, October 12, 2008

Grave

grave

Long shadows
from an ancient
willow tree fall
across the
stone that bears

your name,
the day that you
were born,
the day that you
died,
and the years
that you lived.

But the stone
bears no scars
of the time
that drags on
after the years
that you had gone

that you were missed.

Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Woods

Sanctuary


This place is in my head when I am in a crowd
going to work, or on a noisy street where
the video store and the CD shop are competing
for passing eyes and ears,

when I'm breathing in the 8 am traffic
or braving the hot rain coming back from lunch
or squeezing into a lift full of impatient colleagues,

I am thinking of a sunny place,
sitting under a shade of green trees
and having a picnic.