Grey colours

We feel
The cold
Repetition
Of rain and
Impediment
But the clouds
Are moving
Change is conjured
Above us

Even in grey

Colours


Copyright LJ 2020

The Dusty Scroll

I stand inside the castle wall.
Anxiety sparks over my skin,
This electric armour
Holds me still,
Preparing.


I close my eyes.
I am a knight that quests
Through the mind,
For words that need
Finding.


Paper is stronger than you think.
When I pick up the dusty scroll,
And speak the ink,
I start
Riding.

Copyright LJ 2020

The Rain and The River

The river hurried

Raindrops were joining their brothers

Bubbling over the rocks 

In reunion

Waiting water sprites

Giggled as sisters emerged 

Underwater

Rock pool families quickly gathered their supplies - 

Now the rain had come,

They could run. 

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Enchanted

I conjure words
From my palms
Into floating figures.
I shape the branches 

Of turning trees
With letter leaves.
I set sighing queens
With veils of words
Down gently.
Ink mist plays
Across my fingertips
It is enchanted.

Lightning Haiku

 

 

Lightning forks the clouds
Tridents catching cotton fish
Sea above the ground

Copyright LJ 2020.

The Pond

In the forest there's a forgotten, forlorn pond,
Where few ducks go,

Ringed with moss covered stones

And collections of twigs.

All the boughs above are bent and bending,

Curved canopies of tiny green and yellow flags 

Signal the surrounding dirt path, 

That I walk on.

The water reflects the branches so that everything is framed,

Leaves adorn at all levels and shades,

Shading me.

Wherever trees meet and bow in the presence of water, there must be magic,

I think.

Copyright LJ 2020.

Black Moons

Your eyes are black moons
Mysterious to some
But I feel safe near these

Satellites that circle 

My human world

With immortal constancy.

C. LJ 2020.

Expanse

I didn't go far

But I looked up at the blue space 

In the sky

And ran through it

To a different place

Than that with walls

Or structure

Moving is learning

And I returned to the outlines

Carrying a little more

Of the 

Expanse.

C. LJ 2020.

Under the Sky

I don't know what colour the sky will be Tomorrow 

Or what places I will go to

I'd laid out my plans in the clouds

It seems,

Surprised when the wind blew them 

Away.

I don't feel whole

But enough of me is here

To sit under the sky,

Look straight ahead

And be less afraid than 

Yesterday.

C. LJ 2020.

The Lady of the Lake (Mary Queen of Scots)

Her pearls are gone -

They drift out of reach in the green water

Black stones gather on the sand

To adorn another queen.

Her hands are empty -

The sword is held at her

As she reaches the surface,

She is to remain on the rocks.

Despondant and bloody,

She looks into the lake

Her reflection ripples away from the island

And touches the mainland in the distance -

Her magic reaches still.

C. LJ 2020.

The Sea (Mary Queen of Scots)

The outline of that crown

Sank beneath the Sun

And into the sea.

Those castles now were

Underwater cities.

So, too water fell

From her face

To join the murky shapes

Of memory.

But with depth

There is foundation -

She summoned herself

To the other side of the sea

Where her own waves

And wild horses

Waited

To be made or broken

By their unknown queen.

Copyright LJ 2020

The White Widow (Mary Queen of Scots)

Black fabric covers the Sun.

Against her wishes,

A blade of light breaks through

The grieving walls

To touch the white pearls

And climb the lace leaves

Until she is outlined in gold.

Her gown glisters among solemnity

As it also sung in ceremony

She surrounds herself with shadows

Yet she is displayed in the dark

A white widow

Lost in all she has lost,

Already found by the crown she is.

Copyright LJ 2020.

A Place

I thought love was a place.

I looked everywhere for it

I tripped over stones

In my haste,

Binding my wounds 

While the sign posts 

Faded,

Forlorn.

I found a place.

But paths always continue

Love doesn't stay - 

It walks with you

Over the stones

And under the posts, 

Moving,

Along.

C. LJ July 2020