Saturday, 9 November 2019

Petals



I knew I was held back by something.
I didn't know what.
I met myself climbing up a hill
Accepted me
Then forgot 
Your approval
And restrictions 
The flowers are my diction
And I'll talk to the petals 
Or parade them
Whether you like it
Or not. 



C. LJ 2019

Saturday, 5 October 2019

Playtime


They crouch either side of the jungle -
A thick mud-brown rug in the hall
And I pull a pink satin ribbon
Soon to be pinned by their claws
They pounce -
A leopard and lion
The pretty pink string sees their teeth
Then we all sit in great satisfaction
Of finding the snake
Underneath.


C. LJ 2019

Sunday, 22 September 2019

Favourite Time



It's raining outside
But I have tea,
Two candles and
A cat with me
A blanket and 
A reading book
In between chapters 
My cat looks
Sleepily at me
And we both smile
Because this is our 
Favourite time.


C. LJ 2019

Sunday, 15 September 2019

Two cats on a bed



Two cats on a bed
Content
An empty tea cup
Sighing 
I try to slow time
Being present
But the cats are present
Without trying.


C. LJ 2019

Sunday, 18 August 2019

On other animals



Dogs are given outfits, blankets
A bed next to the fire.
Cats have diamond collars, velvet cushions, are admired.
Yet cows are lined up terrified,
Stunned and hung upside down
And pigs are crammed into crates
Scared by the gas and screaming sounds
Each cow has the heart of a dog
And a pig can make its own bed
But for some reason the love for cats and dogs
Does not extend to them.



C. LJ 2019

On Nature



The world is concrete and metal
I need the smell of green leaves 
Or the touch of fur of a kindred spirit
To remind me of early earth
When God walked with man,
Man with animal,
And among all -
Streams laced with sun.
I hold on to glimpses of forest
To mist above water
When walls and roads
Block the sky
And confuse where I came from.



C. LJ 2019


OCD (6)


It's exhausting
Reading script after script after script
And then casting
Myself as the villain each time
But each time forgetting 
It's not even real as I'm tricked by
My own brain
With Obsessive Compulsive Disorder 
Directing again.




C. LJ 2019

Petals

I knew I was held back by something. I didn't know what. I met myself climbing up a hill Accepted me Then forgot  Your ap...