Category Archives: Poetry

I do

Posted on August 6, 2020 by Misha

I do, she said, never fully understanding the question. I do, she did, as best she knew how in a wayward stumble. I do, she leapt, but never too high for fear of heights. I do, she wept, but never … Continue reading →

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Prayer

Posted on August 4, 2020 by Misha

I want to pray but how do you articulate flowers and what’s the melody of cuddles and clouds and care? I’ve not given up on words, it is just that the hours swell with the sort of love that won’t … Continue reading →

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Breeze

Posted on August 1, 2020 by Misha

Curtains breathing deeply The sea wind carries songs The hillside rises steeply and my memory longs to hear you whistle cheerfully from ash and oak and elm.

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After-thought

Posted on July 30, 2020 by Misha

Those were the dreams those were the battles hard-won and peace-less like stolen joy. Those were the benefits those were the triumphs savoured in endless hours of speechless praise. And here I am. And there you are. Journeys later no … Continue reading →

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Dancing Rock

Posted on July 28, 2020 by Misha

You, Dancing Rock, on which we stand, unchanging, ever new, in all our trembling unafraid, as changing seasons bloom and fade we enter clouds inside to ask of You the gift of trust half-hidden in Your hand. You dance along … Continue reading →

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The Grand Weaver

Posted on July 25, 2020 by Misha

Dear God, you allowed Psalm 88 to make it onto the pages of the book they say you wrote, and the 39th estranged cry from the king who spoke when he said that crushing silence was his ghostly fate. Would … Continue reading →

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MOTHER TONGUE

Posted on July 23, 2020 by Misha

I want to keep a conversation going but my words sound like recordings of past conversations, like the centuries stored up in the royal pronunciation, the stifled reruns of jokes that used to be funny, the shared frame of reference … Continue reading →

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Memory

Posted on July 19, 2020 by Misha

I was here when that chestnut was grown from a conker and the Paul’s Scarlet was a smaller thorny red spleen, before a time lapse could record every sunset and replay them in salmon and rose and golden and green. … Continue reading →

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Once upon a time

Posted on July 19, 2020 by Misha

There is an absence etched in this place of the jasmine that used to grow here and the bark of a dog that went mad and the innocence I insist was here, once. There is an absence imprinted on my … Continue reading →

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ON YOUR GOLDEN WEDDING ANNIVERSARY

Posted on July 18, 2020 by Misha

When things are not quite how you hoped they would be, and the bumps in the road get you down, may love always carry you through. May your heart dance, your soul sing, your spirit be free, and a smile … Continue reading →

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