Three verses for Sunday


Three verses for Sunday

The lamp in the fog

Unfolding origami of the artefact, tetrahedral light lines splay
into book-time, pages of leafy softness, moss rich ghosts
are soupy and textureless in this ageless evening
where words fall like untroubled children’s blond dreams.

The flowering
This is the essence on the mind-skin
steam-enterer, breath of absent stars
liminal and unclothed we touch
Mortal’s shucked husk floats on the air.

The value of sleep
Exuding various hues of fragranced inks
the garden has decided to draw bodhi trees
there are mind-seeded white entities
the shape of the inside of a vessel.


Veronica Aldous 2016 All Rights Reserved





About Veronica Aldous

Writer and artist, Veronica is a lecturer is Fine Art and Creative Writing. Her first book of poems, 'Moon Cinema' is now available on Now there is also 'Mortal' her second book.
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