Oh frail my heart
kindness pray spare me
the tip touching of paper fingers
gentle water my cheeks
...
Praying mantis poised
you descend delicate
stairs
plates kiss wrists
...
I lie under leaves
of grave oak trees
and dodge the sieved sun
I shift my head
...
Televisions, shops
supermarkets all
gaudy display
expressions of this day.
...
Fat girls wear their wobbly thighs
on complaining bicycles
Children run miracles
...
Bold Thoughts
Today I am bold
I could do anything
I could
stand on the tips of my toes
reach into the sky
and dress myself with night diamonds
I could
scoop up the morning birds
and wear them
singing in my hair
Today I have been bold
I have done something
I have
whispered your name
into that space which is fear
and excitement
I have
let myself
think about you
June 2006
Dear Dorothy, It seems we'd like more of your lovely poems here? How about it?
ear Dorothy, It seems we'd like more of your poems here.How about it?