Archive for January, 2014

The Box

Posted in Poetry on January 27, 2014 by belfastdavid

I sat outside
a summer house
beside a swimming pool
in the garden
of a large house in Surrey.

Talked through my history,
my defects, with a lady
who morphed into
a beautiful fairy.

When I had done,
I wrapped up my words,
packed them away
in a box, put
leather straps around it,
stored it away
in the undergrowth.

It remains there
to this day.

I am aware I can
go back anytime I want,
open it, poke through
its interior.

But to do that would
expose me to all that
fear and desperation.

Can I be sure they
would not overwhelm me?
I cannot.

So the box remains where it is.



Posted in David's Paintings with tags , , , , on January 22, 2014 by belfastdavid

02 Raven
Just the bird and I
Up on the cliff top
Beside the graveyard
In the mist and rain

Gone Fishing

Posted in David's Paintings with tags , , on January 3, 2014 by belfastdavid

Gone Fishing 3