Laura Russell Poems

One day I will be ash on the wind
Powdered death and life fragments,
My body will again become confetti
to be sprinkled over my funeral day.
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Eyes filled with blue often wish
For a touch of brown
To take the edge from purity
As they sparkle so startlingly
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'Goodnight sweet Day', I have to say
As you pass me by without delay
And the stars in your hair wink at cold night
You push me on to dreamless delight.
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The bruises from your bites are still etched into my legs from friday night
Carved into my meaty thighs like sketches.

Your mouth closes around mine as we enter worlds of delights
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In drifts in fleeting flight
He moves from my side
To a realm out of sight,
And like a rushing tide
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Married to the world
Anger echoes circular
Without end
Like a ring.
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Anti-human voices boomed in the tunnel
in the street, under the shelter of steel
Carnage dropped from the air into silence
and all became still at England's heart.
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Your sleepy ocean-eyes
Like softly burning stars
Smiled through your eyelids
Into my flashing sighs.
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A lost man walked with me
The road I had misplaced,
He taught me proper walking
With strong boats
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The midnight Moon weaves delicately through a tapestry of night
Illuminating shadows and strangers
Silhoetting wolves and angels.
Pearly lunar cords fall into gentle night in succession
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