22 September 2025 equinox poem

summer's aftertaste hangs from the moon
both hands on the crescent's hook
legs swinging, ready to fall to the other side of earth moon sits with eyes resting, early
light blue waiting room
sun's still waltzing on the treetops
gray leans into lilac on petals
and embers melt off etched leaves
wilting flowers still dance pretty
and im trying even harder this time to notice it
tshirt sleeves dont hold me like last month and navy blue takes the sky sooner
and sooner now
barefoot on the grass bites a little chilly
honey soaked rays remind me
letting go is part of it all
but im scooping up that aftertaste
every last bit

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3 September 2025

september is tired eyes, goldy mist glinting through bounced off satin tarmac, raindrop marinade.

it's scrawled "love you, see you soon" from august,

july still didn't write.
oh, i didn't know you had to go so soon eight-in-the-evening sun traps, september slips through the letter box honeyed plans i hope to keep
before dark skies tuck me in at four, september is almost safe.
it's heavy lids,
trying to stay open to savour it all.

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21 June 2025 solstice poem
aries, taurus, gemini pass by
with glistening springtime air
and cancer dances in with the sun
melting through the trees who line the marshes jumpers and hats have turned to tshirts ribbons draw stars in the dainty mist

and laughter bounces off of birdsong
like the pink clouds bounce off of stratford skyscraper windows through everything that's changed
we kept this for a million years

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12 June 2025 the dome
i used to think the world was a dome
like we were sugared cake, protected from staleness like we were creatures of wilderness and mossy floors

held in a jar, looked on by enourmous gods with love, curiosity, glinting familiarity
the sky a million mile high ceiling
a sun roof painted saphired grey

in mottled cotton wool dabs
one hazed morning
camomile sunny dew broke the stale edge of winter
and the glass cracked and unshaking tenderness spilled in
woke me up to all the stars i'd toppled down and left behind specks of quartz and crushed boiled sweets stirring in the satin sky and now i gaze on domes
scattered across skylines
reaching up from their aching pillars in ancient cities
and somehow, i turn a corner:
the dome grew up from all minds like collosol antennae
what a misjudgement
to forget those hands holding
glinting familiarity

4 April 2025
stars
a handful scattered in a smile over orange dunes
against inky black skies
and i'm thinking of you in them
smiling as i roll down the road to some new home for the week
i'm getting better at being here
while you wait there for me

14 March 2025 heartcave
pinks are the hues my heart dances in.
misting over all visions, pink embraces.
intuitive drawings converse between heart, eyes and hand. mark makings, listenings, respondings, breathings, observings.

flitting between sweeping brush strokes and finger painting, beginning with a mapping of colour and unspoken shapes, old friends begin to immerge.

motifs and far away spaces my heart longs for. an arch, a tree, a cave.
somewhere to dwell, somewhere to grow
and be still

frozen in time
all at once.

10 January 2025
meditating to the drills of a construction site the sun creeps between 2 high rise buildings we sit in the garden under concrete trees
and the london birds still fly
6 January 2025
what a gift it is to be heavy
to have tumbled down from light itself
the heaviness that allowed us
to topple through stars, clouds, treetops
and have landed in this garden
to clamber up mossy pillows
to swing into tents of leaves
to crash through dancing waters in golden heat

waltzing with foamy waves

18 December 2024 the cafe
little coves to dwell in, where humans snuggle up and sip from vessels of warming potions.

lovingly prepared by other humans. i'm glad this ritual survived

18 December 2024
i saw a man praying

on the northern line

hands embracing, eyes asleep

i wondered, are there knots inside him?

tightening down, pulled by fear beneath the soil

or being released and braided in the sky

i saw the man next to him cast a gaze and tuck himself inside his headphones

and i closed my eyes and prayed as well

closed my eyes and swam up to the sky

dancing in the stars

and i thought about the praying man - here we are, in the same place momentarily, on different journeys

and we both left the train at angel station.

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7 November 2024

within me, a sea ebbs
back into herself as the wind breathes within me, a sea flows
up against the boundaries

within me, a sea wall
keeps everything in check
a message, bottled up can't sail
within me, a sea holds
all my shells and waves
until the flood breaks out.
within me, a sea resides.
1 September 2024
she loved you so much
that she reached up into murky skies and
pulled you down from your waltz with stars
you dizzied in the lights, sun and moon in vertigo dance
toppled through indigo skies
and landed in the moss
you knew you had landed home peculiar familiarity
heavy limbs to carry, tangible songs to birth from this new portal
pain and so much beauty in the grit and leaves
she loved you so much she invited you back
a return journey
and while you crawl, clumsy and ignited
through the trees and the concrete
the memory of your starry waltz strokes your hair and whispers behind your eyes comets dancing in the pit of your stomach
when did i leave that place?
and so you return to salt and shells holding the place of stars
diving down and up and back again

letting go of breath

swirling limbs and stinging eyes

the earth, she loved you so much

and cradled you in that glimpse of before

holding you for now, this moment

before you return

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30 August 2024 banana train

i saw a mother and daughter on the victoria line

sharing a banana

with a fair trade sticker.

the woman peeled and let the girl choose what half she wanted

hugged in peel or sticky, with no baggage afterwards

they smiled and the girl swung her legs freely, the womans legs planted to the floor, heavy, rooted, rich in years of learning

on the escalator i wondered if they went to feminist marches like we did

you carrying me through the dance of celebration and anguish

you knew i'd understand one day

(although i had no solid legs around me, the floaty magic has always stayed around me, and i know it when i see it toppled down, standing there)

i watched the girl and the woman, defined by their relationship to each other, smiling in this hurtling chrysalis

i felt it boil up from my throat to eyes, then tumble down into fizzy warmth in my heart

i'm realising we're still here, it's their turn to hold it now in the palms of their hands, while i hold it in my chest

i see the magic when its outside of me, its safe there a glowing orb between their smiles
and i smile too
maybe it was a fair trade.