Archive for August 5, 2008

The Rumblings of Doubt

Posted in Poetry with tags , , , , , , , , , on August 5, 2008 by dc


Something’s collapsed,
I just sit on a bench
And count the cracks in the moon,


Our conversation echoes,
It wasn’t the words but the pauses in-between,
The birds in the trees have stopped singing.


Appreciation is the enemy of doubt,
Time and distance are the maybe pills,
The pharmacies are thriving.


Under the plough,
Graced by a sky you’ve already seen,
I bathe in love and cough up tears.


‘This can’t be the future’, I think,
Then I hear a car crash
And start believing again.