Tag Archives: love poem
Parfumier The crushed violets in your drenched hand smell of nothing, the ionone numbs the senses, Like ghosts they cannot wither, being as they are already gone into some nervy hinterland. Josephine, you called me, the shadow on my … Continue reading
Hymnself I was thinking of visiting you By now you will be mystified by leaves Haunted by squirrels and small slow maggots Fingering and boring into the sainted bark. I feel you in the sunset when the shadows Skitter over … Continue reading
Full Fathom I am not one of many; I am one who knew The volutes of your labyrinth A sliding hand on the inner skin The wall where pain had snagged And wrought its patterns now overlaid With sorrow’s bark; … Continue reading
The NotSo Stranger I am tasting you from afar Touching your worn coatsleeves Thrusting my ghosthands in your pockets This is a healing with cold dark apples Rolling from the thorny branches Pitting the snow with blue shadows The bed sheets … Continue reading
Musician I made you sing Words as black As lapwings On the frozen weald. Veronica Aldous 2016 all rights reserved, art and poem.